Chapter 11: A Constant Ache
Nevaeh
I’m so humiliated. I just want to run and hide. I wish I had never kissed him. I’m a mess. That’s the best way to describe how I feel right now. As I rush to the library, I find a quiet corner and make sure that no one else is around. After what happened with Travis, I’m wary of my favorite spot. Tears blur my vision as I slide down the wall and curl into myself. I’m such an i***t! I press my palms against my eyes, hoping to stifle that incoming tears and take a few deep calming breaths. My vision blurs, but somehow, I manage to keep them from falling.
How am I going to face him next period? Just as I feel myself breaking apart, Aaron Sanders, our golden boy quarterback, passes by. Noticing me, he moves closer.
Aaron is boyishly handsome. He’s tall,
