F*ck you, Jim!

Jim and Bethany were sitting on the sidewalk at the front of the gym last friday night. His band was done playing and she was tired as hell. It's 11:47pm, they're sitting on a sidewalk while singing Bohemian Rhapsody at the top of their lungs. No one can here them, not even Bethany. She was too occupied by the sound of her beating heart that goes a million times louder whenever she's with Jim.

"Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me..."

Then their voices suddenly faded, and there it was. The ever frightening silence that Bethany had been dreading all night. She'd honestly rather just drown herself in all the noise inside, than suffer this silence. This unsure, nerve wracking silence.

"Norah said yes", Jim told her.

Then she laughed, not even sure why. But she didn't mind, as long as she's not crying. Jim told her everything he and Norah did over the weekend. How they played bowling together, how he introduced Norah to his family. It was supposed to be sweet but it just sounded like 27 shades of bullshit to her. "What did you even like about Norah?" she asked.

"Because we're both into music." he said.

Then suddenly it became 28 shades of bullshit. Because sitting beside him is the girl who watched his band perform the crap music they play. Sitting beside him is the girl who just sang his anthem at the top of her lungs. Sitting beside him is the girl who's deeply in love with him.

"Fuck you!" Bethany screamed. She stood up and walked away, unsure of where she's going.