It Hurts More Than You Think (9)

What am I supposed to do about the arrogant jerk?
I starred down deeply into my empty locker trying to figure away out of that stupid like cat and mouse game Shane wants to play so badly.
"Hi best friend." came an annoying sequel.
I looked out of my locket and starred at Kelly who by the way looked happier then a chip off the old block.

Hmm I probably used that saying in a wrong term oh well.
"Hey?" Questioning her motives of appearing and talking to me.
"Wanna come over to my dorm and have a little girl time alone." She said winking and flashing me a dazzling smile.
"Not really."
That fake plastic smile dropped off her face and smacked hard on the metaphor ground.
"And why the hell not."
Woah what just happened?

Her eyes narrowed deeply into my burning soul.
"Well I promised Russel I would help him with his art." I said skimming it over my head one more time to make sure I really just did a right kind of bad thing.
"Um yep that's what I'm doin." I said shutting my locker and slowly backing away.
"That's cool ill come with I love coloring." Kelly said with a beaming smile and took my arm.
"What do you have next?"
"English."
"Really so do I oh this is gonna be fun."
For who?