Posted by: DIYwriting | January 19, 2022

Don’t Come Crying to Me

“Don’t come crying to me when you get thrown out of school.  Thrown off the team.”  Ariel followed me to my car and when she tried to grab my arm, I had to try really hard not to scream.  

“You have ruined my life.  Do not touch me.  Do not talk to me.  Stay away.”  I shook Ariel’s hand off and headed back toward my car.  Ariel continued to follow me, but luckily, she didn’t say anything else or try to get into my car. 

I waited until I had driven around the block and out of Ariel’s view.  I knew what she was doing and why she was doing it.  I was going to get kicked off the team for sure, but I wasn’t going to get kicked out of school.  I didn’t want to be kicked out of school.  

All I had to do was make sure the due time and attention was given to Ariel so she wouldn’t rat me out before I was planned and ready.  She had enough ammunition to get me into more trouble than getting kicked out of school and off the team.  I restarted my car and headed back to the parking lot where I left Ariel. 

I needed to know exactly what her plans were and exactly how much time I had left.  Everything I had planned for Ariel’s birthday party was about to get thrown away by a simple misunderstanding. A little fluke in miscommunication and here we were. 


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