Today on the way to school, the bus got in an accident. Someone pulled out in front of the bus abruptly and the driver had to slam on the breaks really hard. We were all jerked around a bit, and a few of the middle schoolers were shaken up, but no one was injured. We were all late to school though. The cops were called and not only did the cops arrive, but so did an ambulance and fire truck.
We were stuck there approximately 30 minutes to an hour. Another bus driver came and picked us up, since ours couldn't leave yet. The middle schoolers were dropped off, then us high schoolers, except for three of us who went to Sims in the morning, we were taken there after the apalachee kids got dropped off.
My 2nd period teacher was being a seriously condescending bitch today.
Didn't eat breakfast or lunch, but I did eat dinner.
Spent lunch reading in the library, at least until Emily arrived, at which point I couldn't concentrate (I'll be honest, I could barely concentrate in the first place,) and decided to put my book down and see what Emily was up to. People are constantly trying to complete puzzles and hang them up on walls, so she was working on the in progress one. I helped out a bit, found some pieces, but didn't really accomplish all too much.
Walked back to class with her and generally acted silly. Can't stop smiling around her, most of the time.
In 4th, I was in a really miserable mood, so instead of doing the work assigned, I worked on a story in my writing notebook. Got a few pages done, which I'm rather proud of! Tried to flesh out the characters a bit, give them their own personalities some more.
Bus ride home uneventful.
Spent the hours after I got home finishing the book Ready Player One, amazing book, second time reading it, still makes me smile. Got the post-book blues though.
Turns out my friend who had wanted (and gotten) my permission to pursue Emily only thinks of her as a friend and has been avoiding her. I let him know about my reemerging feelings for her and he told me to go for it, but that it also seemed like she was playing with my feelings. And she may very well be doing just that. But I'm a glutton for punishment, dense as a rock, and want to trust that she isn't doing that, so my plan is to ask her to Prom tomorrow during lunch.
It's kind of- okay, a lot eating me up worrying about it, cause I don't want to ruin our friendship, but I also can't just let this perfect opportunity go to waste and pine over the 'what ifs'!
And now I'm going to sleep.
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