Full Moon by Elaina H (i want to read a book txt) 📖

hour, Spanish, with Jordan. Oh goodness gracious, please help me someone!

Walking into Spanish was okay, finding a seat was okay, having Jordan choose the seat next to me was awkward.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hi,” I look at my hands uncomfortably.

“How’ve you been?” he asks me.

I laugh, “You mean since last night? Good. How about you?”

Jordan shrugs, “Okay, could’ve been better,” he looks me in the eyes and I know he’s referring to the kiss. He’s openly saying I should have kissed him.

“Jordan, I want to be friends still, so neither one of us is going to bring any of that up. Got it? That is no-no territory. We’ve decided together that we’re going to be friends.”

He shakes his head no, “Remember, on the Ferris Wheel when I told you, you were beautiful and that I couldn’t be just friends anymore. I can’t be just friends with you, Gwen, I need more. I told you that I,” he lowers his voice so he doesn’t embarrass either of us, “love you. You can’t be just friends with someone that you love.”

I hang my head, “You can’t ask that from, Jordan. If I don’t love you what am I supposed to do? Just click delete? I like you a lot, and maybe over time,” I take a shaky breath, “It’s just to soon for me to be with another football player okay. I can’t stand the persona of football player and cheerleader,” he frowns.

“I don’t have to be a football player anymore,” I smile sweetly at him. I put my hand on his cheek.

“I can’t ask you to throw away your scholarship for a sill girl, Jordan. I just can’t do that to my true best friend,” I sigh, “I understand if you can’t, but I’d really like for us to be friends.”

He looks away and swallows back what looks like a start of a cry, “Okay, we can try the friend thing. Although,” he smiles a broken smile, “I think it will be a little awkward.”

I kiss his cheek as the bell rings, “We’ve done it before.”

 

Before I know it the class I have with Jordan is over, and I’m headed to art class. This time, when I get to my locker, Finn is there along with Aaron waiting for me.

“Hey,” my voice is kind of sad after everything that happened.

Finn grabs my wrist and looks me in the eyes, “What’s happened?”

My eyes are huge and Aaron patting his brother’s shoulder, pulling him back a bit, “It’s Jordan.”

“Did he hurt you, Gwen,” my eyebrows furrow at the use of my real name.

“No, actually, I wish he would’ve hurt me. It’d be better than this,” I close my locker and lock it.

Finn is clenching and unclenching his hands, “Spit it out all ready,” he snaps.

“Wow! It’s not really your business in the first place, but Jordan,” I rub my temple, “Jordan told me he loved me. Loved me,” Aaron smiles, but Finn frown slightly.

“That’s cool,” Einstein shouts.

“Shush, Einstein! It is not cool. I had to tell him I don’t feel the same way, I felt so cruel!” Finn opens the door to the art room, Aaron and I walk in.

We take the three seats in the back, and I start talking, “I told him he was my best friend, and that’s how I want it to stay. End of story.”

Finn has stopped listening, and has pulled out his drawing. “Let me see?” I ask.

He looks at me and Aaron laughs, “Finn and girlie hobby! Come on Finny, show her!”

Finn growls at Aaron, but hands me the drawing.

My breath hitches in my throat when I look at the drawing. At the very top of the page is the sky full of stars, and underneath is a girl.

Not any specific girl, just a girl, and standing next to her is a wolf. The shading makes the picture look like night and day at the same time.

I turn to Finn, “It really is amazing,” I whisper.

“It’s also very subtle,” Aaron rambles beside me.

“Thanks,” is all he says.

“Mine sucks compared to yours, though!” I make the mood more peppy.

“Bet it beats mine,” Aaron jokes.

“Why’d you take this class?” Finn asks Aaron.

Aaron smiles, “Because you’re in it, dipstick,” he flutters his eyelashes. “Did I do a good imitation of princess?”

Finn laughs, “No she’s much much prettier, Aaron!”

My heart beats faster, but I remind myself, ‘Single girl this year, Gwen!’. I am not having another Robert.

 

Lunch rolls around, and I meet Finn and Aaron. “Please tell me we aren’t sitting outside?!” Finn shrugs.

“No, outside it much better. If I have to be in here all day, I’m going outside for lunch,” Aaron informs us.

“Are you guys getting anything?” Finn shakes his head no, but Aaron pipes up.

“We don’t have any money fort the account thingy!” Aaron his hyper.

I look to Finn, “You could have told me, I’d have gotten you something to munch on!”

“Well, we’re starved now!” They each get a full lunch, whereas I get a cheese stick, an apple, and apple juice.

Like yesterday, we sit outside. “It’s too hot,” I complain. “It’s a million degrees!” After we sit, I still complain, “It’s torture!”

“It’s because you’re in clothing that doesn’t breathe,” Finn informed me.

Aaron smiles, “Let the girl wear what she wants, those clothes are nice!”

“Stop it!” Finn warns.

“Einstein, stop messing with dipstick,” I warn.

“Okay, boss,” he takes a huge bite into the sandwich. “Yummy!”

“Yea, I know you’re lying. Why do you think I only get an apple and cheese stick? The lunches here are nasty,” I make a gagging notion.

“So you’re saying you eat more at home?” I roll my eyes.

“Are you kidding! I eat us out of house. The ones who don’t eat are my sisters.”

Aaron’s eyebrows go up, “You have sister?”

“Yeah, I have am eighteen year old, spoiled rotten, brat. Or a fourteen year old, freshman, who’s copying the spoiled rotten brat,” I take a bite of the apple.

“Huh, how would they describe you?” Finn asks.

“That’s a good one. This week they’d call me a stalker tattle tail.”

“That sure is a combo!” Finn says after he finishes his last bite of lunch.

“Yea, well last night, after I got home, to direct the attention away from me, I told them my sister, Anna, was making out with Chad, at school, like a dog.

“And then this morning, I told on Alice for going to a party,” I sigh. “I am a terrible person.”

Right before either of them can say anything, Jordan walks up and sits down next to me, “Hey, buddy!”

I make a tight smile, “What are you doing over here, Jordan?”

“Came to sit with my best friend, in a million degree heat, apparently,” he smiles at me.

“Hey, tell them. They don’t want to sit inside.”

“Hi, I don’t really think we’ve been introduced yet, I’m Jordan,” he puts his hand out to Aaron.

Aaron shakes it, “Aaron, nice to meet you.”

And to Finn, “Finn.”

“Anyways, you guys could totally sit with us inside. We’re right next to the windows,” Jordan points to there table through the glass.

Aaron speaks up, “Yeah, that sounds nice, we’ll…”

“Sorry, I don’t think I really like that table,” I smile nervously. God, Jordan doesn’t even know.

“Okay, then. Not that table. Gwen, I know it’s awkward around Robert, but it’s totally okay. Robert’s over it, since you broke up with him and all. Plus, he’s not going to beat you up for it or anything,” everyone laughs a little bit, but I feel like I have to throw up.

“I have to go,” I leave all of my books by the tree and run into the bathroom. I can’t even help myself from throwing up.

I cried a little bit before I heard someone come into the bathroom, “Gwen?” It was Finn.

Stopping myself from crying was hard, but I somehow managed to pull myself together, and put on that fake smile.

“Hey!” I say my nosed clogged. I see that the bathroom door is locked.

When I turn to the mirror I realize that I’m not fooling anyone. My eyes are red and puffy, my hair is coming out of the pony tail, and my nosed sounds stuffy.

“You don’t have to tell me what happened,” is all Finn says. I step forward and cry, he wraps his arms around me to comfort me, and I shake as I sob.

I hear the bell go off, but quickly lose track of when. “We should probably get to class,” I murmur.

“If you want, but I could take you home if you need to go?” I look up at Finn with tears hanging on my eyelashes.

I try to smile, “Thank you, but I better stay. My parents will a call, and it all goes down from there.”

Stepping out of his embrace awkwardly, I walk over to the counter and fix my hair. I wipe away any of the mascara and tears before I feel well enough to leave the bathroom.

“Ready?” he asks tentatively.

I nod slowly, “I think so,” Finn nods.

There, in the bathroom, I know something happened between us. But I didn’t know what to say, so I just grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

Where we split at the hallway, I swivel over my shoulder as say, “Wait for me in the gym, I get a ride back to my house!”
He smiles, and I can’t wait for that ride to my house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Six

“Ready? Okay!” Anna shouts across the gym as me a back flip and handspring and roundoff.

Most of the girls are showing off since Finn is sitting in the bleachers. Somehow it feels like his eyes are on me at all times, but when I look he’s staring at Anna, Jane, Courtney, or any other girl.

When I fly across the gym do my quadruple back handspring flip, all the girls clap except for Anna.

“Come on, Gwen! That was pathetic! What am I supposed to do with that, it takes way to long,” she sighs, like she has the hardest job, “Okay, everyone, we have a game this Saturday! You all better be there, got it?”

We all nod in unison, and a couple girls cheer.

“Okay,” God I swear my sister says ‘okay’ at least three times in every sentence, “Let’s practice!”

“Ready? Okay!” Anna shouts again.

I, along with three other girls, do front handsprings to the front of the squad. We come together in a square, and put our hand together. Amanda Wilkins, our main flyer, runs and jumps into our net of arms.

We toss her in the air three times before she comes to a stop at the top with her leg extended and her toes in her hand.

The next group of girls revolve around us, doing handsprings, flips, and cartwheels.

When they all come together in our wildest move, we throw Amanda over our heads.

She flies backwards and hits the other girls, they lower her to the ground.

As our final move approaches we all pyramid. From the back no one would notice that Amanda is climbing up to the top.

All of a sudden when she’s up there, we roll out from underneath, and catch her.

Amanda is breathing heavy, it must be terrifying to fly up that high, and then have it all roll right out from under you.

“Okay! Good job, ladies,” she smiles and claps her hands. “Let’s do it again! Ready? Okay!”

We do the routine at least three more times before practice is over. Anna instructs us all to practice because we can all guarantee that she will practice ten times more than they will; but she won’t.

I grab my water bottle and sports bag, “Hey, Finn,” he comes down the bleachers.

“Yea,” he says very blasé.

I sigh, “Ready to go? Sorry I had to bore you with all this crap, it’s,” I frown; stupid, a lot, boring, lame, stupid, “cheerleading.”

He smiles, “Yes it is.”

“Let’s go!” Finn and I walk outside and talk about cheerleading. He agrees it’s a sport!
“Anna must have said ‘okay’ a hundred times,” he jokes.

I gasp, “Oh my God, every practice, okay? Okay, you ready? Okay, let’s go!”

I put the helmet on hop on the back of the bike