Her grace can't save you now.
Ten.
I was sulking, everyone knew that I was sulking. The only person who didn’t seem to notice was Jimmy who carried on being just as upbeat and insane as ever. Right now I was in Math with him and Matt, Matt was concentration like he always did, Jimmy was busy throwing things at other people and I was thinking about Darcy again.
It pissed me off that she’d managed to get under my skin the way that she had. I was annoyed at myself for allowing her to do it as well, she wasn’t supposed to , she was only supposed to be the girl that I was making a sound track for, sort of like an employer, except she wasn’t paying me, and she was Matt’s dance partner. But other than that she was supposed to be nothing else to me, just another face in the crowd.
But no, the girl had managed to get so far under my skin that the only way I would ever get her out would be to hack off my own limbs, and she was always there, even in the back of my mind she was always there and it was maddening.
“Zack are you paying attention?” My head snapped up to come face to face with the teacher. I stared at her blankly. She sighed “See Zack, and Jimmy you listen to this as well, why can’t you two be more like Matt? He works hard in math” She said. Yeah because he’s good at math.
She sighed and shook her head at my expression. “Please pay attention” She said. Of course i didn’t, as soon as I she turned back to the board I zoned out again. I wanted to talk to Darcy, I wanted to ask her how she managed to do it, to annoy me so much, to frustrate me to the point where I can’t sleep at night because I’m thinking about her.
“You’re thinking about her” Jimmy murmured, leaning over the desk to me.
“What?”
“You’re thinking about Darcy”
“How could you tell?”
“Because you get one of two looks on your face when you think about her, either that one,
where you look frustrated and pissed beyond hell, or one where you look all heartbroken and lovesick, like a puppy”
“I don’t look like a lovesick puppy” I said
“Exactly, you look pissed beyond hell”
“Oh”
“So why were you thinking about her?” He asked as the bell rang and we picked up our stuff to leave.
“I’m pissed, the way she’s managed to get under my skin and get inside my head all the fucking time when I don’t want her there, I never wanted her there”
“You like her” Jimmy sang.
“I don’t like her Jimmy” I said rubbing my face tiredly as he rummaged around in his locker for something.
“Yes you do” He said from inside his locker, literally, he had his whole upper torso in there, he’d knocked the back of his locker out weeks ago and into the dry wall behind it, and then he put in kind of like a makeshift shelf in the back, the teachers still didn’t know that he’d actually done it, mainly because he came in one weekend and did it. They still had no idea, it was pretty funny.
“Jim what are you looking for?” I asked him.
“My magic eight ball”
“What?”
“Found it” He said re appearing from the locker.
“Why do you need that?”
“Because it will tell you what to do” He said handing it to me.
“It’s a to—“
“Shh! No it’s not it tells you what to do! Try it” The grin on his face was genuine, I really couldn’t say no to Jimmy when he got his hopes up like this, so I rolled my eyes and shook the ball.
“Alright what am I supposed to do about Darcy” I asked it.
Concentrate and ask again .
“Jimmy this is a toy what the fuck am I supposed to get out of it?” I asked him, he was looking at it.
“You’re only really supposed to ask yes or no questions” He said
“Well that’s helpful”
“Here let me try” He said taking it and shaking it, I sighed and waited for him to ask a question. “Does Zacky like Darcy, cos I really think he does and he’s just being stubborn, so yeah does he like her?”
Without a doubt .
“Oh come on!” I whined “Jimmy it’s a toy put it back and let’s go to class” He huffed and put it back in his locker.
“Just cos you didn’t like the answer it gave you, it’s never steered me wrong before” He said slamming his locker shut.
“Well it’s trying to steer me in a very hazardous direction, now let’s fucking get to English before I get murdered again”
It pissed me off that she’d managed to get under my skin the way that she had. I was annoyed at myself for allowing her to do it as well, she wasn’t supposed to , she was only supposed to be the girl that I was making a sound track for, sort of like an employer, except she wasn’t paying me, and she was Matt’s dance partner. But other than that she was supposed to be nothing else to me, just another face in the crowd.
But no, the girl had managed to get so far under my skin that the only way I would ever get her out would be to hack off my own limbs, and she was always there, even in the back of my mind she was always there and it was maddening.
“Zack are you paying attention?” My head snapped up to come face to face with the teacher. I stared at her blankly. She sighed “See Zack, and Jimmy you listen to this as well, why can’t you two be more like Matt? He works hard in math” She said. Yeah because he’s good at math.
She sighed and shook her head at my expression. “Please pay attention” She said. Of course i didn’t, as soon as I she turned back to the board I zoned out again. I wanted to talk to Darcy, I wanted to ask her how she managed to do it, to annoy me so much, to frustrate me to the point where I can’t sleep at night because I’m thinking about her.
“You’re thinking about her” Jimmy murmured, leaning over the desk to me.
“What?”
“You’re thinking about Darcy”
“How could you tell?”
“Because you get one of two looks on your face when you think about her, either that one,
where you look frustrated and pissed beyond hell, or one where you look all heartbroken and lovesick, like a puppy”
“I don’t look like a lovesick puppy” I said
“Exactly, you look pissed beyond hell”
“Oh”
“So why were you thinking about her?” He asked as the bell rang and we picked up our stuff to leave.
“I’m pissed, the way she’s managed to get under my skin and get inside my head all the fucking time when I don’t want her there, I never wanted her there”
“You like her” Jimmy sang.
“I don’t like her Jimmy” I said rubbing my face tiredly as he rummaged around in his locker for something.
“Yes you do” He said from inside his locker, literally, he had his whole upper torso in there, he’d knocked the back of his locker out weeks ago and into the dry wall behind it, and then he put in kind of like a makeshift shelf in the back, the teachers still didn’t know that he’d actually done it, mainly because he came in one weekend and did it. They still had no idea, it was pretty funny.
“Jim what are you looking for?” I asked him.
“My magic eight ball”
“What?”
“Found it” He said re appearing from the locker.
“Why do you need that?”
“Because it will tell you what to do” He said handing it to me.
“It’s a to—“
“Shh! No it’s not it tells you what to do! Try it” The grin on his face was genuine, I really couldn’t say no to Jimmy when he got his hopes up like this, so I rolled my eyes and shook the ball.
“Alright what am I supposed to do about Darcy” I asked it.
Concentrate and ask again .
“Jimmy this is a toy what the fuck am I supposed to get out of it?” I asked him, he was looking at it.
“You’re only really supposed to ask yes or no questions” He said
“Well that’s helpful”
“Here let me try” He said taking it and shaking it, I sighed and waited for him to ask a question. “Does Zacky like Darcy, cos I really think he does and he’s just being stubborn, so yeah does he like her?”
Without a doubt .
“Oh come on!” I whined “Jimmy it’s a toy put it back and let’s go to class” He huffed and put it back in his locker.
“Just cos you didn’t like the answer it gave you, it’s never steered me wrong before” He said slamming his locker shut.
“Well it’s trying to steer me in a very hazardous direction, now let’s fucking get to English before I get murdered again”
4/20/13