I am once again the topic of everyones' discussions. I mean, can't they find anything else to talk about? Gosh. But, after I went running off the stage, I managed to stay hidden in the basement for a while, until Layla found me. She high-fived me, so I guess that means she thought Greg deserved it too.
I am getting a variety of looks from people in the hallways, some people turn their noses up in disgust, others slap me on the back shouting, "Good Job!" Whatever the reaction may be, it still makes me wonder, should I have really done that to the boy who I grew up knowing? Did I really destroy everything?
Today is our big 7th grade field trip, I am uber excited! We are going to a water park, which will be amazing. Layla and I have been looking forward to this all year, planning exactly which rides we will go on and how long we would be willing to wait in line. We even went shopping for swimsuits last weekend! I got an aqua two piece while Layla got a pink and orange two piece. Mine is a halter back and hers is racer back, but that isn't important at this moment. We just have been counting down forever for this day right here, because it will be the best day of our lives!
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We have been at the water park for about an hour, and things are going pretty well. I haven't fallen or broken anything yet, so all is well. I have managed to avoid Greg for the most part. I think I still like him, I don't quite know yet. There are so many other schools here today, so our plan isn't working out exactly how we planned, but it is still a lot of fun. We were getting inside of a tube to go down a water slide, and Layla and I were talking.
"You know Em, I think you may have completely ruined your chances with Greg, after slapping him, not that he didn't totally deserve it! But, I mean, well, he totally deserved the slapping. He was avoiding you for months and being a total jerk, that for him to just come out of nowhere and kiss you, expecting everything to be okay, that was totally wrong. So what will you do now?"
"Well," I said, adjusting my position in the water tube, "I think that the two of us just have to work it all out. We have to, and even if we don't end up boyfriend/girlfriend, I would at least like to go back to being friends."
"After this ride Emily, you should go and talk to him. Share your feelings over a water balloon fight for all I care, just talk to him. I can't stand to see your heart broken," Layla said, as she flipped her hair out of her face and grabbed the handle bars.
"I will," I said, after taking a deep breath. How hard could it be, I thought, as the operator of this ride pushed our tube down the slide.
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Here I am, walking over to Greg, ready to share my feelings. My heart is beating like mad, and I feel like I am going to pass out. I get over to him and take a deep breath.
"Hey Greg," I said, my voice going up and down.
"Uh, hey Em," he says, as a girl in an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini walked over to Greg and put her arm around his waist.
"Who's this?" I asked, clearly confused.
"Oh, um, she's a girl I met earlier this morning. Um, her name is Julie, and she goes to the other middle school in town," Greg said, putting his arm around her shoulders.
"Do you know her?" I asked, kinda/sorta shrieking.
"Now I do," Greg said, smiling at Julie. I glared at her. Who does she think she is taking away my Greg from me?!
I went storming back to Layla, giving a little finger wave and a forced smile. She then grabbed my hand and we went to the food hall, me stocking up on hot dogs and onion rings, and of course, Popsicle's. Layla meanwhile had a grilled cheese sandwich, and was nibbling it as she stared at me. I was fuming. Absolutely nothing was working out for me, and my mother thought that 12 was a lucky number! All that I can say is I cannot WAIT to turn 13, then I can put this whole year behind me.
But most of all, I was kinda sad. I mean, before any of this, Greg was my best friend and I was his. Now, I'm nothing to him. I have to find a way to fix this, and fast I thought as I shoved another onion ring in my mouth.
"Em, are you OK?" Layla asked, looking at me with concern.
"Layla, I have a plan," I said, cracking my knuckles and smiling.
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So so so so so so so so sorry it took so long for this to come up! Its summer now, so I will try and be better about posting. Please comment and tell your friends, because the story is almost over, Emily is almost 13! Thanks guys!
Megan
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