Well...This Is New - 39

I ate lunch with him and Heather.
I tried not to look at him, but it was hard when all he did was talk to me. He smiled, laughed, scrunched his eyes shut and let his teeth curl back, and I almost had to just leave.
It was hurting more and more, I realized.
I guess it's because for a very long time, I wondered if he felt anything. Because he acted like he did. And there was a glimmer of hope that he did.
And now he's telling me I have to get over him. Comparing my hope for a relationship with him to hope for a derailed train to magically get on the track.
Man, it hurts.
He got up and asked if me or Heather wanted to walk him to Spanish.
"No," we said together.
His face darkened. "Okay, thanks, guys."
And he left.
I looked away for a moment, closing my eyes.
"I can do this," I thought, clenching my fist closed. "I can do this."
My time with Heather was fun. We made each other laugh and she even put her head on my shoulder, and we spent just a quiet moment enjoying each other's company. It was nice to bond with one of my girl friends. I never do that. I'm always with Paul.
Soon, it was time for singing class. And this one was very crucial. It was the class where I had to reassure Jason that I was not ignoring him. I had to play it perfect and play it cool. I had good hair today, and I looked cute in my Valentine's outfit.
...Could I pull it off? I'd have to wait and see.