"School. Meh." I muttered under my breath as I hurried down the hallways.
If I was late to Art Class one more time Mrs. Freemont would have my head on a platter.
I was almost there, when I heard footsteps walking behind me. I spun my head around almost automatically and saw Nathan, my boyfriend whom I haven't seen in what seems like twelve million years.
"Nathan?" I asked, a smile dancing on my lips.
"Prudence, we need to talk." Nathan's face was serious.
"About what?" The smile fell flat.
He said nothing, just grabbed my hand and pulled me into the Choir room where we would have Chorus 2 hours later.
"I don't think you and I are right for each other." He said, quickly, like that would have it hurt less.
My heart dropped and I opened my mouth to say something, but he halted me and continued.
"You're an awesome girl, Prudence, and one lucky guy's going to meet you and win you over, but that guy isn't me." He finished.
"Oh my gosh." Was all I managed to get out.
I was in complete shock, but I could see this coming, we hadn't spoken in at least a month.
"We should have managed to make time to see each other." I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear.
"I know, but time tears people apart. I'm also quitting Chorus." He stated.
I looked up at him, with his beautiful eyes that had always managed to make me melt, but... I felt nothing.
HOW COULD I NOT FEEL ANYTHING?
NOT A THING?
HE'S MY BOYFRIEND!!!
'no he's not.' My mind corrected.
"W-why?" I stuttered.
"Because, Rachel says it's not cool to be in chorus." Nathan said.
Rage filled me almost instantaneously.
"RACHEL?! YOU'RE BACK WITH HER?!" I yelled.
He looked frightened, and nodded.
"WHY? SHE CHEATED ON YOU ONCE, SHE PROBABLY WILL DO IT AGAIN!" I yelled.
"She promised not to." He fired back.
"Well, you promised you'd never break up with me, but hey, every promise is made to be broken right?" Tears began to fall from my eyes and I turned around to walk away.
"Pru, wait." Nathan said, reaching out and got a hold of my arm.
"LET ME GO." I yelled, breaking free from his grasp and ran away to art class and away from all of the lies.
Someone, please, kill me.