I headed home, not bothering to ask for a ride simply because I felt like walking. It was one of those walking days. I turned on my phone and jammed my earbuds into my ears, allowing the music to caress my inner drum. I didn't realize I was about to run into someone when I neared the crosswalk. Probably because I was so engrossed in the text messages I was getting. Apparently another kid came out as gay. How was it so easy? I didn't know, but it pissed me off. Next thing I knew I was walking straight into another student who probably didn't see me either. "Oh, I'm sorry." I didn't look up right away as I backed away and turned the music to a pause. "I wasn't watching where I was..." I trailed off, looking up. Jonah. "..going." Great, just great! I apologized to this kid, and by my books, that was unacceptable. Even if he was good looking. "Ah, whatever," I muttered, turning the music back on, shaking my head as I walked past him. The sign said not to cross, but I didn't care. I didn't see any cars coming.
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