The affair

“Shoot!” I exclaimed as I tripped over a bad and hit my toe on the table. To my left, Jordan did his best to hide a giggle, ‘try’ being the keyword. He failed miserably and started giggling. I glared at him holding my toe. Chloe, his girlfriend, and my best friend bonked him on the back of his head making me smirk as he exclaimed in pain.

“Ow!’

“Then next time don’t laugh at Piper,” Chloe said. Jordan looked up at me and I smirked at him dropping my toe, and all he did was glare. When Chloe turned her back he stuck up his middle finger at me and I replied with both of my middle fingers, but my angry facade fell and soon we were giggling. Chloe turned back around and smiled at us with amusement and my smile fell. I shouldn’t be giggling with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend. Those two words put a sour taste in my mouth. I have been crushing on Jordan since before they started dating, but I didn’t say anything because Chloe is my best friend.

“What’s wrong?” Jordan asked

“Nothing, just realized I forgot to do my French homework.”

“Typical you.” Jordan snickered as he moved back so I wouldn’t be able to hit him.

“Fuck off Jordan,” I said my smile coming back. He laughed at me and walked over to Chloe, hugging her from behind, and joined her and her friend’s conversation. I just stood there watching them wishing that I had said something before they started dating. The bell rang signaling school had begun, I quickly got my stuff and exited the cafeteria where all Sophomores waited. Jordan and Chloe caught up to me and started talking about their plans for the weekend. I couldn’t focus on their conversation though because every time Jordan’s hand accidentally brushed against mine my breath hitched and I kept staring at the floor. He is her boyfriend, not mine.

“Piper,” Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face catching my attention. I turned and looked down at her. Chloe was small, way smaller the Jordan. I was smaller than Jordan but taller than Chloe.

“Piper!” Chloe exclaimed. I snapped my eyes to her eyes.

“Sorry! Just thinking.”

“Of course you were,” she said, “we were thinking about to going to the movies this weekend, you in?”

“Do what? Watch you guys smooch in the back of the theater, and ruin the movie with all your flirting, no thanks” I thought, but instead I said

“No thanks.” I quickly walked away to my locker and quickly put away and got my stuff. A cheerleader passed me and handed me a flyer for the Homecoming game and dance.

“Homecoming in two weeks!” she exclaimed with her uncanny happiness and did a one-handed cartwheel right there in the hall. I stared at her back in shock as she walked away with a swish in her hips. I stuck the flyer in my locker, gathered my stuff, and walked down the hall to Trigonometry. Trigonometry was my favorite class even though I sucked at math. Our teacher, Ms. Riggs, was a funny character and made Trig surprisingly fun. The downfall though, was that I shared that class with Chloe. I loved her and she was my best-friend sure, but she continuously spoke about Jordan. I really didn’t want to hear about him again today. Today my wishes were granted and all of Trig she focused and didn’t say a peep about him. Something about her grades falling. When trig was over I walked back to my locker to switch my Math binder for my English notebook. As I walked down the hall to Mr. Edwards English class. I was pulled into the old supply room. I almost screamed in fear I would be raped or killed, but a hand covered my mouth. I opened my eyes and was met with Jordan’s worried face. He dropped his hand as he looked me in the eyes.

“What in the actual fuck?!” I exclaimed, “are you fucking crazy! Boy, I should slap you! I thought I was going to die or be raped or some shit!”

“Calm down, I just want to talk!”

“Oh right, and we definitely couldn’t have done that in the hall!” I said sarcastically.

“Shh! Do you want to get detention?” He whispered. I glared at him. It was dark in the room until he pulled on the one light and I was met with his face. He was close, too close. I backed up and put some space between us.

“What do you want?” I whispered angrily. He looked at me with that same worried look from earlier and fueled my curiosity.

“What’s going on with you? You’ve been distant from the group, and looking really depressed,” he asked. I knew exactly what he was talking about. I was being distant in hopes I would get over him, and I had been feeling down and overwhelmed with guilt.

“Nothing,” I said, “so can I go?”

“No. We are not leaving till you speak to me.” He said

“What?” I exclaimed.

“No. We can’t do that! What about our classes, and...and Asha!”

“Nope,” he said. He smirked and locked the door and sat down on a bucket with the key in his fist. How he got it, I had no idea. Giving up, I let out a sound of annoyance and sat down on the other bucket. What was I going to do? I had to get the key from him, but how? Maybe I could lunge at him and wrestle him for it. I’d have to wait, let him relax and put his guard down. It was a reckless plan, I was about to fight my crush, but it was all I got, and I was getting hungry. I sat there for an hour. My phone died at the 45-minute mark. At random times he would try to convince me to speak, but I never did. Right after the lunch bell rang, my stomach let out a horrifying growl and Jordan started to laugh. I glared at him as he laughed. This is the perfect moment. As he was laughing I lunged at him, propelling myself with my back foot. As I fell on him both of our bodies rolled to the ground.I reached for his fist, but he moved it higher. He pushed me off of him and sat up thinking I would stay down.

“What the f-” I cut him off as I lunged at his back causing us to roll over. However, we rolled one too many times and he landed on top of me. He quickly pinned me down.

“Get off of me fat ass!” I exclaimed, no longer whispering.

“Then talk to me!”

“No!”

“Then I’m not getting off.”

“Get off of me!” He just looked at me and shook his head. I was livid. Who did he think he was? Normally, I would’ve never got so mad, but I was hungry and sad. Sad I could never have what he and Chloe had. Those two emotions for me created anger.

“You wanna know so bad! Huh?!?”

“I like you and you’re dating my best friend, and I have liked you before you even started dating each other!!” I yelled. I let out a big breath of air and he looked down at me in shock. I took that opportunity to push him off of me. I got up and dusted myself off. I just told my best-friend’s boyfriend I liked him.

“Please, let me out,” I whispered tenderly. I was scared he would reject my feelings then and there, but he didn’t, he just stood up, unlocked the door, and walked out. Fear of him telling Chloe filled me, and somehow, him saying nothing to me made me feel worse.