25. Walking on hot coals

Chapter twenty five: Walking on hot coals

On getting home, I fell face flat on my bed and screamed into my pillow. I was so conflicted because I felt guilty. Sure, Bernita wasn't exactly my closest friend, more like an acquaintance, but that didn't make what happened any less complicated. I mean, was it really against the girl code to have feelings for a boy who was previously in a relationship with a girl you know? And our meeting at the park – was it truly just a friendly rendezvous, not a date? Or was I trying to convince myself that I wasn't crossing any lines?

There, I fell asleep, still wearing my clothes and shoes. I woke up the next morning to the ringing of a call blaring from my phone. My ringtone was my favorite song in the entire world.

“I’m walking on sunshine, ooohhh.

And don’t it feel good!!”

"Walking on sunshine? More like screaming on burning hot coals," I grumbled groggily. I was not a morning person.

“Who in their right mind calls at 7 am on a Saturday?" I said