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I wait patiently as the girl seemed like she was deciding whether or not to tell me. Either way I took those moments to just take in her beautiful appearence before listening to what she had to say. After she finished speaking I was surprised her voice stayed to calm, not even a crack wavered in her sweet voice. I open my mouth to try and comfort her hwne suddenly she buried up into the crook of my neck. I instantly freeze starting to become flustered, I try my best to hold back from becoming a stuttering or blushed mess. "That must have been tough..."I say finally, admittedly it comes out a bit cold sounding. "If I were in your shoes I would've blown up at him too" I say, my voice starting to sound a little squeaking as I'm trying to hold myself together with you being so close
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I take in another deep breath of her scent, I have a feeling I will love cinnamon more then before now. "That must have been tough... If I were in your shoes I would've blown up at him too." She says, her voice starting out a little cold then turning squeaky. I smile, face still buried in her neck. "Yeah... He's kind of an a-shole." I mutter, hot breath on her neck. (In hindsight I'm suprised I wasn't as red as a tomato.) I suck in another breath. Waiting for a response, but if she doesn't give one. I wouldn't be to sad. I'm comfortable at the moment. She did a good job calming me down. Edited at November 19, 2023 07:44 PM by Black Beauty Stables
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I can feel her smile up against my neck, a warm fuzzy feeling starts to fill me. I'd never felt this way before so I had no clue what was goign on but I wasn't really opposed to the feeling either. "Yeah... He's kind of an a-hole" She quietly muttered, her hot breath tickled my neck and I instantly beamed red. I couldn't handle this anymore "Sounds like it..." I say quickly an I bit more harshly than I wanted it to sound "Anyway I gotta go to class, see you" I gently push her off me, making sure to keep my face hidden so she couldn't see how red I was. I get up, slinging my backpack over my shoulder before rushing off down the hall in a half jog to my next class.
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"Sounds like it..." She says quickly, agreeing with me. I'm about to say something when, "Anyway I gotta go to class, see you" She says, gently pushing me off her and standing up, walking out quickly. I lean back against the locker, kind of suprised. I sigh and bury my face in my arms, a new tear stream running down my already tear stained cheeks. I pull out my phone again. 2 new messages. I sigh, resigning to my fate. I click on the message from my dad first, wanting to get it over with first. Dad: I have no other reason. Look I know your mad at me but I'm still your dad. Its taking everything in me not to slam my phone against the ground right now. I take in a shaky breath and leave him on read. I switch over to my other message from my brother. It reads: Bro: Hey Sis, dad told grandma what you texted him ad she told me. I wanted to ask if you were okay? I know this is tough and I agree with you so if you want to spend that weekend out of the house you and I can go to New York or something. I smile at that. I type back as quick as I can. Me: Hey. Yeah sorry about that... but he always has a reason to come here. Anyway yeah i'd love to go to New York with you this weekend! And pressing send as soon as it's done. I smile standing up and slinging my bag over my shoulder. I walk out of the locker room with a scent of cinnamon in my mouth and a slight smile on my face. I do wonder if I'll get her number...? I sigh and continue walking. Looking up to see that Tyler and Stacy kissing again. I roll me eyes. "Do that somewhere else lovebirds." I mutter walking by them and out the front doors. Leaving the rest of the school day behind me.
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I quickly get in the classroom, sitting down and burying my face in my hands instantly. I scold myself for getting up in such a rush like that. I let out a deep sigh as class began, I was still wrapped up in thoughts. One of my hand trails down to my neck holding it where I could still feel her breath on my neck. I still remembered the sweet scent of strawberries that filled the air when she was beside me. The same fuzzy feeling returned as I continued to think about her -I need that girls number...- I thought to myself (Sorry Im takign ling to reply Im doing HEE Trivia. Want to skip to the next day or just try to continue this day and fidn a place for them to meet?)
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(We can do them meeting, I probably won't respond for the rest of the night though, lol sry)
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(Thats okay I'll get our meeting set up though. Imma skip to the end of the school day.) ~ I rushed out of the school and over to the bus loading area. I was a bit behidn as I had stopped and talked to a few friends. I climb on the bus and sit down... Still not Tyler in sight, I let out a small sigh and sit in silence the rest of the bus ride. When the bus came to a halt at my street, I quickly get off the bus and head home, not really havign anything on my midn besides wanting something to eat. As soon as I'm home I get changed into some comfortable clothes, which are black sweatpants and a white crop top. My stomach is showing slightly but I don't really care as I slip on my crocs, grabbing my phone and wallet before heading out the house. I walk a few blocks down the street to a new but popular cafe that just opened. I get in line, order a coffee and pastry, before sitting down at a table to wait.
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I yawn walking out of school and back home quickly. Once I get there I throw off my bag and run upstairs, desperate to change. I get upstairs and slide to my room, taking off what I have on and slipping on black sweats with a grey tank top. I walk downstairs, grabbing my keys, wallet, and phone, and heading out to my car. I open the door and slip in, shutting it behind me. Once I'm in. I start the car. -To the coffee shop I go!- Once I get to the coffee shop I yawn, tired from the crying, modeling, and stress from school today and order a frappuchino. While I wait for it to finsih I sit down at a table by the window, onlooking the town. I smile and turn my head, catching a glimspe of a familiar person. I stare at them trying to place it when I remeber. Cute, mean girl. I sigh, walking over and sitting down in front of her. "Hey. I'm sorry for venting to you without your permission. That was selfish of me..." I tell her, keeping my voice low. I smile, catching a whiff of her sweet cinnamon smell. Yep, definetly like cinnamon more now. Edited at November 20, 2023 02:27 PM by Black Beauty Stables
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I look up hearing the chair at the table scoot out, admittedly I am happy to see it was the girl from earlier. It would be the perfect time to apologize to her. "Hey." At that first word, hearing her soft voice instantly got me flustered. From then I knew that this apology wasn't going to be easy. "I'm sorry for venting to you without your permission. That was selfish of me..." Seeing her smile rose up the warm feeling again. I look at her blankly, scared to even speak knowing it would sound wrong. After a second I finally flash a small smile "Oh.. It's fine, sounded liek you needed to do that at the time" I spit out quickly, sounding cold as I tried to control the emotions in my voice... Which turned out horrible..
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"Oh.. It's fine, sounded like you needed to do that at the time" She spits out at me, coldly. Then she looks disgusted. I look into her eyes. -Not at me though. She seems to be disgusted it herself? Was it becuase she sounds cold? Acts cold? Hm.- "Are you alright? You... no offense here, seem to have a hard time controlling your emotions. Is that correct? Your not actually mad at me? Or maybe you are and I'm totally wrong here." I ask her. By the shocked look on her face, I think I'm either right or hit a sore-spot.
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