“Jerk, asshole, idiot…” Ariel muttered as she walked home from the café. “Asking me out just before his girlfriend shows up.”
Why the heck do I care? I don’t even like him. Ariel reasoned. Why should I be upset that his girlfriend showed up? Why am I upset that I won’t get to go on that stupid date… Though… was he trying to ask me out?
Ariel grunted. “I’m just upset he’s two timing his girlfriend. I just pity his girlfriend for having such a playboy for a boyfriend. That’s all.”
Ariel smiled, feeling placated. Though she’s such a bitch, she probably deserves it. Wait a minute, did I actually think that? Ariel paused on the sidewalk. When did I turn so mean?
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Where did she go? Joe wondered. For a small person, she sure runs fast. Why am I trying to find her?
How could Ariel be so calm? I just asked her out a second before Tiff showed up. Though did she not think I was trying to ask her out? If Ariel thought that I was asking her out, how could she stay so calm when Tiff showed up? Does Ariel not care if Tiff is my girlfriend? Why am I so upset that Ariel doesn’t care? Do I want her to care? If I want her to care… Do I like her?
“No way. I don’t like her. How can I like a weird chick like her? Liking Ariel, that’s funny.” Joe gave a shaky laugh. “No way. That’s ridiculous.”
Joe gave up searching for Ariel. I’ll talk to her on Monday. Stop thinking about her Joe! Joe shook his head. Remember Natasha? She broke your heart. Joe paused. The memory of it doesn’t hurt as much anymore. I think I’m finally getting over her.
Is it because of Ariel?
