Blame It On Me - Chapter 2

Just another high school student, facing high school drama... from her best friend.
Fuming; I walk home slowing, reprimanding myself over and over for being foolish enough to let myself go to Jeremy's house. Disgusted, I shudder as I remember the way he looked at me - like he wanted to eat me up, bite by bite. Gross.

Quite simply, I felt violated, though he didn't touch me. And I felt like I betrayed Amanda, though I'm not sure why. After all, if it wasn't for her blaming everything on me, I wouldn't have gone to Jeremy's and I would be stuck walking home feeling like I'm going to throw up.

Back at home, I lay on my bed listening to one of my favorite songs, "Set Fire To The Rain" by Adele. I love it, and started to sing along with her, wishing I had her voice...

"I let it fall, my heart
And as it fell, you rose to claim it
It was dark and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me..."

Interrupted by the phone ringing, I sigh and walk over to it, and pick it up.
"Hello?" I say, trying not to sound irritated.
"Oh yeh? So you get us to break up and then YOU go after him?"

I stifle a groan as I realize who it is. "What are you talking about Amanda?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Katie, you are stealing my boyfriend!"
"Um, well actually you guys aren't dating, and, I'm not into guys like Jeremy; sorry."

"Then why did you go to his house huh? Why did you kiss him? And go into his room and stuff? WHY?"

"Amanda, what is your problem? I didn't do that at all! I simply went to his house, because.." I say thinking of an excuse... "Because I was going to flip out at him for you, since you guys broke up and I felt bad for you."

Phew, good thing lies come easily to me.

"Liar, I don't believe you, at all. You're a cheater, a boyfriend stealer, and I hate you."

This is dumb, she sounds like she's in middle school. Pathetic.

"Whatever Amanda, you need to get a life, if we were ever friends, then you would know I'm not like that."

Or am I?

I hang up the phone, or more like, slammed it down and trudged to my room, ignoring the ringing of the phone behind me. I was not going to deal with one of her calls again.

I go lay on my bed again to listen to music, but my mind keeps skipping around an idea that starting forming when Amanda accused me of going after Jeremy. Why don't I? I don't really like him that way, but since she already thinks I am... plus, then I'll have a boyfriend and she won't. He's already told me he liked me and not Amanda...

Grabbing my phone I quickly scroll through my contacts, until I find Jeremy's name. I start to type a message to him, but then pause, and set the phone aside.

Do I really want to do this?

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Published: 2/18/2012
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