“Hey, baby. Wanna go to the dance wit me?”
I heard my boyfriend, Eddie, behind me. For the last few weeks, he was never with me. He was always “helping” another girl. Carring her books, opening the door, talking to them with his adorable blue puppy-dog eyes.
One day, it hit me. He wasn’t helping them. He was flirting with them. I tried and I tried to help, though he just thought I was crazy, doing it more and more to get me mad.
I turned around to answer. My jaw dropped. He wasn’t talking to me, but to my best friend Kate!
“What do you think your doing?” I copped an attitude.
He stuttered.”Uh, oh, um….”
Kate whipped her head around.”Franchesca? Did you know your boyfriend just asked me out?”
“Yes I do, but now the tables are turned. Eddie, we’re done!” I slammed my locker in his face and stormed off.
I was stupid to think he could change.