Are You Getting Played?

He or she pulls me over into the group and starts joking about how I'm his or her bitch.
He or she just turns to his friends. If they start making remarks about me, he or she will tell 'em to step off, but that's about it.
His or her friends start making fun of me and he or she just laughs. Even though last night, when we were alone, he or she was trying to get all up on me.
He or she tells his/her friends later, then runs down the hall to catch up and walk me to class.

He/she rarely responds when I text.
Well, if he/she is with his/her friends it's typically a quick 'ttyl.'
He or she will write back something clever like 'yo, need to loosen the leash.'
I'll typically get a text right back that says something like 'luv ya'.

He or she is probably just spendin' some more times with the friends. He or she will show up a half hour late and then be all sorry about it.
He or she probably isn't showin' at all. It's happened before.
Well, I'll usually know why he or she is running late because he/she will call or text about ten million times sayin' how sorry he or she is about not being on time.
He or she will make some sort of lame joke like 'yo, you know I run on my own schedule,' but in reality his or her mom probably didn't get back with the car in time.

Nothing.
He or she would buy me a dozen flowers and new CD just to make up. Then we'd have a long talk about what he or she did wrong.
He or she will try to make light of the situation, but when they see that ain't cuttin' it, they'll apologize for real.
He or she will come over later and try to hook up with me. Obviously a little lovin' cures everything.

I would say over half my time.
A good quarter of the time at least.
Like ninety-nine percent of the time.
Barely any. I just get anxious from time to time.