♥Accidentally in Love♥ ~Chapter 10~

"We need to talk," said Ben.
You knew he could tell you had been crying, it would have been hard not to notice, so you just looked down, letting your hair fall in front of your face, "What about?"
"I think you know what about, Riley."
You still looked down at the ground, and muttered a,"Yeah."
Ben obviously wasn't quite sure what he wanted to say next, then decided on, "You've been avoiding me all day."
You finally looked up at him, angered by his comment, "Oh, I've been avoiding you!? I'm just trying not to get in the way of you and your new girlfriend!"
"Riley, why are you so mad?"
Why were you so mad? WHY WERE YOU SO MAD!? You were just about to tell your best friend that you loved him when his brand new girlfriend comes up and threatens you and tell you not to even be around him anymore, and now he thinks that you've been avoiding him. Why shouldn't you be mad? Of course, you didn't actually say any of this. "You didn't even tell me, Ben!"
"Yes, I did."
"Not until she made her big entrance and pretty much introduced herself!"
"Well why are you making such a big deal out of it?"
"If I recall, you're the one who just came down here telling me we need to talk! And it is a big deal, you do realize we're not going to be spending near as much time together, don't you!?"
Ben seemed to think about that for a second, almost seeming a little disappointed, "Yeah, I know."
"You cannot just come down here telling me that I've been avoiding you, when you're the one running off with your little girlfriend!"
"Why do you hate her so much?"
You hated her not only because she was with Ben, but because she had threatened you, but you couldn't tell that to Ben, so you decided on saying, "I just have a bad feeling about her, Ben. There's something not...right."
"Riley, neither of us have dated anyone before, obviously it's going to be a little...weird..."
"It's not that, Ben!"
"Than what is it?"
"I don't know!" you said, even though you knew perfectly well why you didn't like her, "You asked me why I didn't like her, and I told you. Now, you have done about everything you possibly can to make me angry, I suggest that you leave!" you said, pointing down the hall.
"If that's the way you're gonna be, then fine," said Ben, as he walked down the hall. You immediately wanted to run after him, to make up with him, but you couldn't. Ben had a girlfriend...it was over. You would be seeing less and less of him now, anyway. There was no use in even making up with him; it was easier not seeing him when you're mad at each otherthan not seeing him when you both had just made up. A girl came along and stole Ben away from you...why couldn't it at least be some one you liked? Some one that you knew he would be happy and safe with? Why was this all happening now...so fast...? You had just realized that you liked him, you had just decided to tell him that, and he had just gotten a girlfriend...man, life sucks. When the bell rang letting you know thatlunch was over you slowly walked back to your locker and got out your books. You couldn't wait for the day to be over, you couldn't wait to go home, you couldn't wait to go to bed...maybe you'd wake up and it had all just been a dream...maybe...
You had both Ben and Marissa in almost all of your classes after lunch, and you could barley stand it. In the last class of the day, you got out a piece of paper and a pencil, and just started writing. You had no idea what you were writing, it just seemed to flow from your hand to the pencil to the paper, you weren't even sure what it was. When you got done writing, you looked at it and read it.
Well we've been friends forever
And to you I'll stay true
But I feel different now
But what do I do?

When my world falls apart
When along came someone new
My heart's torn in two
But what do I do?

Only one person
Can mend my heart, only you
And I know that you won't
But what do I do?

I think about you all the time,
Just can't get you off my mind
Do you feel the same way too?
But what do I do?

I know you don't love me
The way that I love you
Oh, if only you knew
I Don't Know What To Do!

You decided that it was a poem. You thought that was weird, you didn't normally write things, especially poems. But, you had written this, and you didn't really care if it totally sucked; it just came to you, you couldn't really help it, and no one would read it anyway, you would never let them. You decided to call the poem "But What do I do?" That only made sense, considering that line was in the poem so many times. Before long, class was over, and you got to go home. Thank God it was the weekend.