Close Encounters of the 7eventh Kind

>My girlfriend and I are close
>It's been 8 months
>Since I swallowed my fear
>And made the best decision
>Of my life
>She was a new student
>All I had to do
>Was give a tour of the school
>We fit together like
>Peas and carrots
>But that was then
>A few weeks ago
>We went to a party
>A party with alcohol
>Our school's basketball team
>Had just won the regionals
>We were together most of the time
>Then she disappeared
>I figured she must've gone to the lady's room
>But after 30 minutes
>I thought something was up
>So I called her phone
>I got the voicemail I recorded for her
>"Hey this is only the-most-awesome-girl-in-the-world's phone, Katy, leave a message!"
>I remember when I made that for her
>I called her parents
>They said she wasn't home
>She was still at the party
>I went upstairs
>Pulled open the first door
>Nope
>Just some gay dudes making out
>"Sorry"
>I opened the next door
>Just a crying girl
>"Sorry"
>Next door
>Katy is there and some guy
>"Oh John, have you met James?"
>"No, why are you two up here alone?"
>"To get some quiet and talk"
>That was the day I met James
>After that day
>They could be seen talking in the halls
>"Hey Katy, what are you doing with this guy?"
>"Just chatting"
>I didn't want to seem like a freak
>So I let it carry on
>I saw him more and more
>She started inviting him to hang with us
>Each time
>She would be with him a little more
>Than with me
>They started hugging too
>"Katy, you think you might wanna spend a little less time with him?"
>"John, James is my good friend, but your my BOYfriend"
>She kissed my cheek and left
>They had their own little inside jokes
>It was the last straw
>When she kissed me last
>She whispered "...oh James..."
>"What did you say?"
>"Nothing"
>We're going to DC today
>That smuck is coming too
>Although she sat next to me on the metro
>She barely looked at me
>In the mall they held hands
>I was walking alone
>Behind them
>This is it
>No more
>"Katy, what the fuck is this?"
>"John, why are you freaking out?"
>"If you think you can play with my heart any longer, you're wrong!"
>"What are you talking about?"
>I'm so angry
>I'm furious
>I could feel the ground under me melting
>My hair was burning
>Steam coming from my ears
>Ripped jeans
>Skin was showin'
>Where you think you going baby?