I woke up extra early in the morning. Not because I wanted to, but I needed to. I wrapped up the chicken dumplings I spent all morning making.
Yup, you've guessed it. It was Shane's favorite. I was determined to either win his heart or piss him off completely. Last time he flung the muffins in a bush. All my hard work was wasted. This time I'll make sure to do it inside. He won't throw it out in front of other people. It'd make him look like a rude asshole.
I kept remembering his face yesterday. He looked so angry while he drove me home, but his eyes were sad. He didn't even acknowledge me when I said goodbye.
It wasn't hard to find him at school. He was always hanging out with his friends by the staircase.
"Shane, there you are!" I chirped when he looked at me.
"What," he said gruffl
