For the next week, JP kept calling my phone, coming by my job, and showing up at my house. The second week I didn't hear anything from him. Then three weeks later, on Friday, as I am walking out of my school, I see his truck and him leaning against it. I groan but I walk up to him and stop. I cross my arms over my chest and look at him. Other girls are walking by looking at us and whispering. Seems like a bunch of these girls knows exactly who he is. Great."What do you want JP? Why are you here? I thought maybe you finally got it through your head that I do not want anything to do with you.""Look, I'm sorry. I did the one thing I told you I wouldn't do. I didn't take up for you. I ruined your night. I don't deserve to even have you as a friend but I still want to be your friend. I'm sorry I'm such an asshole."
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