#ConfessionFriday

I once kicked a girl out of my car... in broad daylight... in front of a whole bunch of people... because she hurt my feelings earlier that day.

It was high school. I repeat.... HIGH SCHOOL. There was this girl I used to flirt with all the time... let's call her "Jane". She playfully flirted back but always rejected me (politely) every time I suggested that we hook up outside of school. Even though she told me NO, we were still cool; We continued to chill during lunch time and I even took her home a few times after school.

In the Spring time, almost every day, I started leaving school during lunch and going to a nearby fast food joint instead of hanging in the cafeteria. After a while, Jane caught on and asked if she could ride with me. That went on for several weeks. Just me and Jane... me still flirting for realzies, and Jane still flirting back for playzies. One day, a homie asked me if he and his friend could ride with me and Jane at lunch so they could smoke. I agreed.

As far as I could tell, Homie and Jane knew who each other were, but they didnt know each other 'like that'. And neither me nor Jane knew Homie's friend. We got our food and went to some nearby apartments. I didnt smoke, but the rest of them did. Once done, Jane said to Homie and Friend, "I got some 'revealing' pics of myself... yall wanna see em?" And of course they said YES and she passed em to them in the back seat. While they were looking, I drove back toward the school. They wowwwed and wowwwed and all that and passed the pics back up to her. She then put them back in her purse. I was like "Yo hold up... I wanna see the pics!?" She was like "Nah you dont get to see em." I thought she was joking so I asked again. And she said NO again with a tone of like "How dare YOU ask me?"... as if I was a lame, corny type dude. And I couldnt accept that. I was super upset that she seriously had just showed those random dudes her pics and she knew I had been trying to get at her for a while now. If she showed them when they went to smoke, or in school when I wasnt around... I wouldnt have had an issue. But for her to do that RIGHT IN MY FACE!!!... Oh, that was super disrespectful (in my mind)! So, I said something along the lines of "Ok, Jane. You will never ride with me for lunch again, and I'll never take you home again! Dont ask me for a ride anywhere at any time for any reason." She was like 'whatever' and we got out the car and went back inside the school.

At the end of the school day, I walked outside and headed to my car. Jane came running out the door screaming "Jaye wait up! I need you to take me home." I was like "Uh, didnt we talk about this? NO, Im not taking you home. We're done." She said "Boy stop playing. I ont wanna ride the bus... that takes too long." And she continued to follow me. So I said "I dont care! Im not taking you home. Now go back before your bus leaves." Jane still followed me and when I got to my car and unlocked the doors, she hopped in the passenger seat. I asked her (and demanded) a few more times to get out. She refused to get out and explained that she lived 1 minute away from me so it wasnt a big deal. She even offered to show me her pictures. But I was like "NOPE. I ont wanna see them now. It's too late. Now get out." She still didnt get out. So I started the car and pulled off. At the student parking exit, I turned LEFT, which was the opposite way of where we needed to go to get home. Jane was like "Where are you going?". I was like "You'll see." And I circled back to the front of the school where parents come to pick up their kids. There were tons of students still exiting the building. I stopped the car dead center in front of the school, hopped out, walked around to the passenger door, opened it, and yelled as loudly as I could "Get out of my car! Im not taking you home! Go beg someone else or go catch your bus before you miss it!" She got out the car, almost crying, covering her face, and ran back into the school. Some of the students outside laughed. Some had the shock face. Some gave me head nods. Some had the that's-messed-up face. All I knew was that I wasnt taking her home.

*Jane and I didnt speak after that day. We saw each other in school, but we had no words. I honestly dont even remember her real name. We very well may be Facebook friends. So Jane... if you are reading this... I just want to say.... It was high school, I was young, immature, embarrassed, my feelings were hurt, and nan-nanny-boo-boo! That's what you get! And I hope I brought back that memory.

**EDIT: Now that I think about it... out of spite, I should have...
1) let her show me the pics but still kick her out
2) brought my fast food back into the school every day after that and ate it in the cafeteria where she could see me.