I'm starting to get the feeling that I was adopted. I made my way to third period and Evan walks up to me and slings his arm around me. "Sup babe." He says and I roll my eyes. "Dont get used to this." I tell him and he laughs. "Trust me youre not my type."  He says and opens the door to the next class. Burn, not his type. He must like stick figures because I am by far from skinny. Our next class turned out to be Music. "I'm going to have to publicly dump you arent I." I say and he turns and nods at me. "Or I you." He says back.

I look around to see everyone staring at me. Here goes nothing. "You know what. Evan I dont think we can work this out anymore. In tired of hearing everyone say they see you with a different slut on your arm each day behind my back, and besides." I pause and turn to look at him, only to see shock on his face. "You just dont satisfy my needs anymore. I'm breaking up with you." I grab a fistfull of his shirt and kissed him with as much passion as I could. I broke the kiss and grinned as I saw that his face had the desired affect.

"Dont miss me too much, love." I said as I walkes away, pulling off the baggy sweatshirt to reveal the tight shirt and pants that clung to my curves like a second skin. I knew I looked good, I just had to stop wearing baggy coats to hide it. All of the guys eyes were on me as I slid into my seat. Evan stood at the front of the class still eyes burning into mine with anger and desire. I didnt know if it was real or not but it sure did make it look like it was a real breakup.

A guy leaned over in his seat from across the walkway and grins at me as he ran a hand through his hair. "I bet you have amazing abs." I said coyly and his smile widens. "Would you like to see?" He askes as he pulled his shirt up. I swear that I almost drooled.

The surrounding girls sighed. All of the sudden the hottie was yanked out of his seat by Evan. "If you ever look in her general direction I will kill you." He growled and let go of the shirt. I rolled my eyes. "Wow Evan, I never knew you were the jealous type. And remember im not your girl." I said and he growls again and walks off to sit in a seat two rows over and one seat up.

"Forgive him. You cant just let something like me go without having regrets." I whispered and the hottie grinned. "I'm Jacob." He said and I shooked his hand. "You already know my name." I said and he shaked his head yes.

I settled down as Mrs. Martha warmly greeted me and then passed out the music sheets. She gave us the day off, telling us to study the music notes for tomorrow. Ever one started to put headphones in.

I settled in and stared at my computer. I didnt have anything to do. I could feel someone staring a hole into me so I looked around, only to see Evan glaring at me. "Whats your problem. We wasnt even really dating. You didnt have to make that big of a scene." I said to him.

He turns and faces forward, ignoring me completely. I rolled my eyes. I only have five classes left and I had a weird suspicion that he was in every one of them. I put in some headphones and blasted some Three Days Grace. People stared at me but I could of swore that I saw an approving smirk on Evans face.

"Ah you like my choice of music, huh. You know you cant ignore me forever. The bad boy act doesnt work on me. I see right through it." I say. He puts his own headphones on. I got on the internet and look up funny stuff. I needed to cheer up a little.

I found a little story titled Are You Okay? It read as follows: Driving through Texas, a New Yorker collided with a truck carrying a horse. A few months later  he tried to collect damages for his injuries. "How can you now claim to have all of these injuries?" Asked the insurance company's lawyer. "According to the police report, at the time you said you wasnt hurt."

"Look," replied the New Yorker. "I was lying on the road in a lot of pain, and I heard someone say that the horse had a broken leg. The next thing I know, this Texas Ranger pulls out his gun and shoots the horse. Then he turns to me and asks, 'Are you okay?'"

I bust out laughing,

causing the whole class to look at me. Evan is staring at me again so I just turn back to my computer and turn my music off. Its time to see what Evan's problem is.