Courtney

Today was a good day. I hope all of high school is like this.

I decided I don't really care if I don't get over Andrew. I probably never will, but who knows who I'll meet this year. Hopefully someone who can take my mind off Andrew, but I doubt anyone can.

I vented to Emma about my problems, but she's not really the sharpest tool in the shed. She just said things like, "Oh, you'll get over it." but she's been saying that for two years.

I text messaged Mackenzie after school to tell her that Alex was in my English class. She said he's in her homeroom. That must have been awkward, considering she used to like him. Mackenzie's lucky that she didn't have to spend forty-five minutes everyday next to Alex in a class. English is going to really suck this year.

I'll try to 'make nice' with Alex, but I'll always hate him just a little bit because of what he did to Angela. Everyone says its just a rumor, but I know its not. Angela wouldn't lie to me. Alex definitely would.

Anyways, I have band as one of my specialty classes. I like it, but everyone in band is required to join marching band. Your only excuse to not join is if you're a cheerleader or on the football team. And I'm not in either of those.

Its not the marching band uniform that I care about, its those giant feathered hats. We'll look so stupid wearing those while marching around Hadley.

Two years ago, the marching band got cool varsity jackets to wear as their uniforms. But now, they decided to invest in those traditional uniforms.

The uniforms come in Monday. I'm not looking forward to wearing that, but that's life, I guess.

Angela

I was outside at the end of the day, waiting for my mom to come pick me up. Then, Courtney and Emma came up to me.

"Oh my God. Did you see who's back?" asked Courtney. She had that look on her face that told me it was someone bad.

"No, who?"

She paused. "Alex."

My heart dropped thirty feet. This was not happening. Why would he want to come back to Hadley? Why is he here? I had loved him before, but now I absolutely hate him.

"Oh, I don't care," I said. But I actually did care. I didn't want to pass by him, or even look at him. I'd have to ignore him for the rest of the year. The rest of high school. I was fine with that, though.

"Okay," Courtney knew. She just knew. "But you know you can tell me anything, right?"

"Right, yeah, I know. I'm fine. I don't care."

I saw Alex, but then I looked the other way immediately. Good thing he didn't see me. I hope he never does. I wonder if he knows that I'm here.