I pace back and forth through the hallway... I don't understand, how could he do this to me...again? "Hey Medusa," some kid laughed. "Go away," I said. "Leave," the jerk snapped at the passerby as he came over, "Medusa, I'm so sorry you had to find out this way-" he said until I stopped him. "Wow, sorry I found out this way? Not sorry about how you did this....not sorry about how this isn't even the first time?" I asked demandingly. "You're so dramatic," he said. "I'm dramatic?" I asked. "Elsie would have been fine with it," he muttered. "Well, if you miss Elsie so much; go with her to the Yule Ball," I snapped back. "Maybe I will," he started to walk off. "Wait...don't go," I sighed. "Do you know where Elsie is?" he asked me. I walked off the other way, not even saying goodbye.
{{this is trash, ur welcome}}
