When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E34

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E34

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 34

I didn’t talk to him this whole week. By him, I mean

Jonah. Maybe today will be different. Or maybe it’ll be

realistic. I blew my only chance at friendship for the

rest of my high school life, maybe even college.

And this may sound cliché and sappy but I think I

blew whatever chances I had at…romance, too. No, I

don’t have a crush on him but I do think he’s cute,

like the majority of the girls here (I’d unfortunately

learned that, too this week). I also learned that

Waverly is planning on asking him to Winter

Wonderland on Tuesday or Wednesday, too, but it’s

not like I can stop that from happening.

“Have a good day, today,” my mom grinned at me.

Today, I decided to actually eat breakfast. If I’m going

to talk to him, I want to be able to focus on

something other than lunch while I was conversing.

“Maybe,” I muttered as stirred my cereal around. My

mother frowned at me while I heard a groan come

from the stairway. Jeremiah is up.

“Morning,” he mumbled as he rubbed his face.

“Pancakes,” he smiled at the pile of pancakes on the

table. I was never a big fan of pancakes.

“So when am I going to meet this boy?” my mother

asked, raising an eyebrow.

“What boy?” Jeremiah asked through a mouthful of

food. “You’re done fighting with Jonah?”

This is what I dislike about my family; nothing is

private. And when I say nothing, I mean nothing.

One time, in fourth grade- I walked into my room to

see my family sitting on my bed. They’d read my

diary and were curious about how things with River

(my old crush) were going. My father was reading it

in a high pitched girly voice, too. Turns out, they had

been reading my diary every day since the day

they’d found out I had it.

“You’re in an argument with that boy? Why?” my

mother frowned deeper.

Jeremiah snorted. “She’s fighting with him because

she doesn’t want to admit that she has a crush on

him.”

“You have a crush on him?” she gasped. She

believes everything Jeremiah says. That’s a problem

because half of the things he says are lies about my

love life, or lack thereof.

“No, I don’t,” I nearly shouted at the same time

Jeremiah vigorously nods.

“Don’t listen to her; you know how she is, she’s so

mean to him because she doesn’t know how to treat

him…she does have a humongous crush on him

and all. The feeling isn’t mutual so her expressing her

love for him would be insane and awkward,” my

brother blabbed.

“When are you going to move out?” I snapped.

My brother smirked at me. “Never,” he answered.

“Mom, can you please kick him out?” I whined.

“Honey, would you look at the time? I have to get to

work and you have to get to school,” she smiled.

Classic favoritism at its finest.

I got up and slung my bag over my shoulder, one

strapping it. I have to follow Jenko’s advice…from 21

Jump Street. Get it?

***

During all of second period, I was anxiously tapping

my foot. I have next period with Jonah and I plan to

talk to him then. Waverly isn’t in that class,

thankfully. Maybe I’ll meet up with him in the

hallway.

When the bell rang, I was out of that classroom

before the teacher could even breathe out the breath

that she was holding. I strained to remember what

class Jonah had prior to this one. A moment later, a

loud locker slamming to my right pulled me away

from my thoughts. As if an angel is on my side, I

turned to see Jonah readjusting his books in his

arms.