In history, I had several things running through my mind at what felt like 1000 miles per hour.
Why would Mitch want to give me the CD? Why was Mallory think of him and I being friends as such a big deal? It’s not like she liked him. I knew she’d had a major crush on nobody except Brad Logan for as long as I could remember.
At the end of class, after the bell rang, I wanted to talk to Mallory. I spotted her at her locker which was conveniently nearby my locker. I walked up to her.
“Hey,” I said.
“Hi, listen, I’m sorry. It’s just that I’ve always told you everything and I thought this was a big deal,” Mallory apologized.
“But why?” I asked calmly, “I mean, like, why would it be a big deal if he and I were just hanging out as friends?”
“I don’t know. I guess I just thought that you liked him,” Mallory told me, “but you don’t like him like that. I know that now.”
That last sentence she said replayed through my head a couple of times before I answered her, “Right. I don’t like him like that.”
Or do I?