Thank You for Saving Me

[Jack’s P.O.V.]

I walked to my locker after my last class period. I opened it and was throwing my book inside.
“Hey man!”
I jumped a little bit when Alex appeared on the other side of my locker.
“So, we’ve got band practice tonight.”
I just nodded my head and mumbled an ‘Ok.’
Alex just stood there. Not talking. Just looking at me. I looked back, then quickly looked away.
I totally hated how he could read me.
“Dammit, Jack. Who is it now?”
I didn’t answer. I just slammed my locker door shut and started chewing on my cheek.
Alex’s head slammed against the locker he was leaning against. He knew.
“Gardner.”
“Come on, man. Don’t dog her. Something’s wrong with her.”
“Hell yeah something’s wrong with her. She's a prude weirdo that poured her apple juice all over me in 9th grade. Bitch…” He trailed off.
I started walking away. I hated when he talked about her like that. He didn’t even know her.
Well, I mean, I didn’t really know her that well either.
But ever since a couple months ago, OHMYGOD! I wanted to…