Post by EZRA JUDE WINCHESTER on Oct 18, 2013 11:10:19 GMT -8
Ezra had spent awhile with Jorrie, as much as she was hurt, she couldn't really stay mad at him. But nonetheless, she was still hurt. So after a little while of cleaning herself up, and promising Jorrie that she didn't hate him, she left. She didn't know where she was going, really. She just knew that she wanted to get out, to go somewhere that made her feel better. She couldn't go to the Tower, she couldn't really bear to see her friends. She knew they might be mad, or even disappointed, and she wasn't prepared to deal with it just yet. Eventually have to go back, and most likely explain herself, a thought that made her stomach turn to knots.
She walked down the steps of the Hall, and out the doors. Blocking out just about everything that wasn't in her immediate line of sight. She tuned out the idle chatter of the people passing, even though most of the conversations had little to do with her. Her tear streaked makeup had been fixed, her hair brushed. Now she just looked normal, not like she had spent the better part of an hour and a half sporadically crying. Atleast that way she could tell anyone who happened to ask where she was going that she was just taking a stroll, and not looking to hide away.
Subconsciously, she had made her way to the Pitch, and decided that right there would do just fine. Walking over to one of the goalposts, she leaned against it and slid down to the ground, sighing heavily. She had never had drama in her life. No real drama anyway. Things were always simple. And now her first involvement with a boy, had turned out extraordinarily bad, and would add quite a bit of drama that she had no idea how to handle. And she didn't like it one bit. Sure she could say that it was all just rumors, nothing had happened and that everyone was just plain loony. But she couldn't exactly keep the people who were there from talking, not to mention she was a terrible liar.
Groaning in irritation, she slid from the goalpost and laid on her back, picking at pieces of grass at her sides. 'One thing at a time..' She thought. 'Just start with one thing, and work from there.' But it was trying to find just one thing to focus on fixing that was getting her. When she thought of one thing, dozens more popped into her head. The most prominent however, was not to fix her reputation, but how to fix her relationships with her friends. Eddie, Benji, Jorrie, Cait, Kat...the list went on. She couldn't pinpoint who to talk to, who to explain to. Her and Jorries exchange was brief and mostly limited to him trying to help her look less like a mess, and a lot of apologizing. Talking to him was still going to be hard. Eddie and Benji? She didn't know if she could even look at them. They were her best friends, and she hadn't told them a thing about her and Alex.
"I should've just skipped potions that day. I should've gone somewhere else, should've just dropped it when I had the chance, and I never would've met him. None of this would've happened. God, I'm so...so..BLOODY STUPID!" She babbled to herself, slapping the ground before covering her eyes.