<em>"I'm not mad at you"</em>I text. And I really wasn't. But my teammates and the guy at the frat were. Somehow they found out that I had been nosing around with girls until late and overslept for practice. Jake, the team captain was furious. After the heat was over, and after my classes were over, I decided to go see Alex, I knew she probably didn't do well in her test and it was probably my fault for almost-cheating on her.<br/><em>Where are you by the way?</em><br/>It was almost lunchtime and maybe Alex and I could grab some lunch, like old times. This was beginning to feel like we really are back together again, and I'm glad it is. I was such and idiot to leave her, and I was sure she felt the same way. But I would make it up to her. Last night at Clair's was just... a bad decision. Who know what would have happened if Alex hadn't been so unusually persistent. I wondered if she<em>knew</em>what I had actually done, and was only asking me to see if I was honest. But I really doubted it. I guess I just make bad decisions when I'm angry. Hell, she made a bad decision by getting all pissed of by nothing, why can't I make one too? Well whatever, I'll never do something stupid like that again. Or at least try. I really, REALLY wanted to make it right, and boulders like Clair on the road were definitely not going to help.