Making Circles - Vanessa Gilbert (recommended reading txt) 📗

I wanted to turn and yell at her. I wanted to yell, “We are going nowhere! I’m going somewhere to get away from you and you’re annoying questions and voice!”

I let out a breath and hoped she’d since the tension in the air and walk away…or at least pick up on my mood and realize I’m not in the mood for her fallowing me and asking me dump questions. I opened the next set of double doors and walked inside the computer area…a barely lit hallway filled with computer geeks and future professional gamers. I began to walk past another opening to further down the computer geeks domain when I heard a loud laugh…a laugh I knew very well…Kitty’s laugh. I walked down the hallway and began to listen and follow the voice. I turned a corner and there pressed against a locker was Kitty and Josh, her middle school crush, their lips locked and playing tonsil hockey.

I felt my eyes grow huge as the sight played before my eyes. What is going on here? I knew she liked him but I didn’t know he liked her back or that they were playing tonsil hockey now. I slowly backed away but felt my body press against someone else’s and as soon as I felt it I jumped and was ready to let a loud scream out but just as I was about to a strong hand covered my mouth while a muscular arm began to drag me away from the two champions playing tonsil hockey. As soon as he or she or whatever stopped dragging me I turned to face my kidnapper and give him, her, or whatever it is a piece of my mind.

I looked up to see the face of my kidnapper and found the face of Carter. “Carter what the-,” I began to say before Carter replaced his hand over my mouth.

“Hush, do you want them to hear us,” he asked.

I glared at him hoping that my anger would seek through my skin and burn him…nothing happened only I got mad enough I was willing to bite him. I pulled my face away from his hand but as soon as I did he pushed his hand against my lips again and sending my head back to hit the wall that I was now backed into. “Ow,” I muffled against his hand.

Carter leaned down and smiled at me. I kept my facial expression the same…angry. He removed his hand and leaned in more, ready to plant a kiss on my lips. I placed my hands on his chest and began to push, hoping he’d get the sign and not try. He starred down at my hands then back up at me. “May I ask, why are your hands on my chest and pushing me away,” he asked me.

“I uh,” I started to say before we heard, “Arien! Arien, where’d you go!?”

I sighed, “Maria.”

I began to push away from the wall and try to get over to Maria but a certain tall muscular boyfriend was in my way and made it impossible to move. I sighed in frustration; he’s now playing the “I’m not letting you go away” game? He couldn’t have just waited for a much better time. “Carter could you ple-,” I began to say before he covered my mouth again with his hand.

I sighed against his hand, really man, really covering my mouth again. He pressed his finger to his lips and did that hush sound only librarians make when you’re being too loud. I glared at him angrily and then looked towards where Maria probably was…around the corner…seeing Kitty and interrupting them. I let out another sigh and listened as much as possible for their voices, for footsteps, for breathing…for anything. “Maria, what are you doing here,” I heard Kitty’s voice asked in a rush.

“Oh, um well Arien and I were walking over here…then I looked away for a second and she’s gone,” Maria’s voice answered.

I rolled my eyes, we weren’t walking here, I was walking and she was following like a lost puppy dog. “Well, she’s got to be around her somewhere,” Kitty’s voice said, reassuring her.

I glared up at Carter as he kept starring in the direction of their voice dumb struck. I began to gentle struggle, hoping to break the hold he had but all I did was make him tighten his grip more. I poked my tongue out and let it gentle touch his hand, making him drop his hand immediately and let out a loud disgusted sound and stare at me with an expression that said, “How dare you lick my hand!”

I began to quickly move away before he could catch up to me and made a mad dash outside. I heard the door shut behind me, so far so good. I kept going, probably running from the boyfriend doesn’t look good but anyone would do it if they were in my position. I made it past the choir building, not too far away, and pressed my back to the northern wall. No sign of Carter coming after me, time for me to take a deep breath and just relax. “Hey, sneaky,” a familiar voice said.

I looked and standing to the left of me, in peoples view, is Kyle. I stared at him in shock, shock of both him being there and the fact he was talking to me, and watched as he slowly stepped closer to me. “Kyle, why are you talking to me,” I asked.

“Why not,” he asked smiling his boyish smile.

I couldn’t help but smile back. Kyle always brought a smile to my face and always warmed my heart. He opened his arms and smiled as he asked, “Don’t I get a hug?”

I smiled and shook my head and said, “Why should I hug you?”

I saw that boyish cute smile keep its boyish charm but slowly turn it a seductive smile, a smile that would melt any girls heart. He leaned in both of his hands pressed against the wall on either side of my head. He slowly leaned in, the smile still spread across his face, as he said, “Why not?”

I kept smiling up at him but slowly felt myself begin to chew on my bottom lip. He gentle cupped my check and let his thumb gentle caress my bottom lip. “You know you shouldn’t do that, right?”

“Maybe, but it helps me calm down,” I said.

“Why do you need to calm down? Do I make you…nervous?” He asked leaning in closer.

I felt myself gulp as I starred up at him. “No, why? Should I be nervous?”

He smiled and chuckled darkly at me. “You’d think I’d have a response to that…but all I’ve got is…”

He began to lean in, letting his sentence hang in the air. I could feel his lips began to inch closer to mine. “No, not here, not at school where everyone can tell him,” I thought. I could feel my eyes want to close, my lips want to be compressed with his, my body want to be crushed by him. I rested my hands on his chest and waited till he leaned up a bit and as soon as he did I wrapped my arms around him and began to hug him. At least this way I can be close to him without technically being a cheater. “Cheater, cheater pumpkin pie eater. Never knew all she had till it all disappeared on her,” the voice sang.

“What the hell! I’m not cheating,” I said between clinched teeth.

“Arien, calm down. I know you’re not cheating, you’re not a cheater,” Kyle said wrapping his arms around me and holding me close to him.

I could feel tears begin to boil up from the very depths of my being and listened as the song singing in my head grew louder and louder. Kyle pulled me away from his body then leaned down to look in my eyes. “Arien, stop calling yourself a cheater. You’re not cheating, you’re not a cheater. I know that, you know that.” He said.

I nodded solemnly and starred down at the ground. We stood there for a long awkward moment, me wanting to say so much, but unable to get the words out; unwilling to deal with the consequences on what I decided to do with my feelings for him. “Well, I’m gonna go, maybe I’ll see you around,” he said as he began to walk away.

“Kyle, wait!” I called after he was a few feet away from me.

He looked back at me, with a look that says he knows what I want to say and he wants me to say it, he wants me to just throw all caution to the wind and just do it. “I…I…I’ll…text you later,” I said, feeling my heart grow heavy with want.

Kyle smiled a disappointed smile and nodded and then continued on his way. I watched him go and then let a tear slip out. I want to tell him, I need to tell him. I wiped the tear away and turned my vision from him. I starred around the corner back over in the direction I had come from, feeling I had to end it all…now. I slowly crept my way towards the door, I’m going to do this, I’m going to look Carter straight in the face and say, “I’m done, we’re done. Don’t ever, ever talk to me again, you selfish, egotistical, dick face of an ass-hole!”

I pulled the door open and as soon as I saw him I felt the anger in me grow and then I knew, I can do this, nothing can stop me. I walked up to him and as soon as I was up, close and personal I said, “You son-of-a-bitch! How dare you bet a date with me with Kyle! How dare you treat me like I’m nothing but crap! How dare you think that I’m just gonna sit here and take it while you just keep trying to only get in my pants. I’m done, we’re done! If you ever come near me again I swear I will feed you your own testicles you neurotic, vain ass hole!”

Carter stared at me for several seconds, in disbelief of what had just happened. I gentle pushed him then made my way out of that area of the school. Now call me Supreme Bitch, the biggest bitch that has ever lived. “Cheater, cheater pumpkin-,” the voice began to sang till I jumped in with, “Oh shut the hell up.”

“Well that concludes today class so au revoir,” Mrs. Mustun said as everyone streamed out of the class and towards their transportation home.

I stood by my desk quickly stuffing the rest of my stuff into my backpack and then shuffling towards the entrance of the door. I could feel almost every pair of eyes on me as I stepped out of the French 101 class. It was no secret that I had dumped Carter two weeks ago and in the most rudest of ways. It also was no secret that I had gone through the stages of not taking him back; which involved burning all things he gave or left at my house, giving him a “I hate you stare” every time I see him, and spending all times I have with my guy friends, flirting and socializing more than I did when I was with Carter. Of course I only flirted with one guy friend in particular, Kyle. Of course though that night after Carter and I broke up and I couldn’t wait any longer to reveal my feelings for Kyle to Kyle he had found a new girl.

She apparently was just like me, only difference was she never attempted to cheat on a boyfriend with Kyle. I sighed as I gathered up myself and began to look through my jean pockets for my keys. My family couldn’t be happier that I had dumped Carter and that now I was single but ready to date anybody, well anybody