Please...Stay...I Need You

Krista and her twin brother, Alex, have been sent to boarding school in the absolute middle of no where. This spoiled rich girl finally realizes what she had and in the end, she ends up back to where she was...depending on somebody else...but this time...it's for the sake of her heart.

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8. Awkward Classes

It was really awkward having Justin in almost all my classes. He kept trying to talk to me, pass me notes, write in my notebook when I wasn't looking. The teachers would walk by, read the notes, and throw them in the trash. I didn't care about what he had to say, why should I?

"Would you mind actually realizing my brother wants to apologize and to stop trying to pretend like he's not even there? You have no idea how much it's killing him." Jazmyn told me as I was making my bed. "And he has no idea how much it killed me when I saw the picture and when he said we were nothing! I don't wanna hear it from you Jazmyn! You know nothing about how I felt, only your brother!" I say rather loudly, grab my backpack and head to class.

When I was walking in the hallway, I was suddenly stopped. "Would you stop ignoring me and acting like you can't see or hear me?" His chocolate eyes met mine. I didn't even bother to answer him. He dragged me to his room and locked the door behind him. "Either we can stay here the rest of the day in total silence, or we can actually talk." I sighed and dropped my backpack on the couch then sat beside it. He moved my backpack to the floor and looked into my eyes.

"So where exactly do you want me to start?" I ask finally talking. "You talk! And right about why you've stopped texting me, answered my notes, and have rejected my calls." He looks directly in my eyes, making my mind swirl. "I've had nothing to talk about." I answer blatantly. "You ever think I wanted to talk?" "About what?" "I don't know, plans, school, hanging out." "Talk about that with that slut you hooked up with." I snap at him. "Look, there wasn't any feelings between us...was there?" "I guess mine were fictional. I was played by you in your little game that you've probably played with every girl in this school." I stop looking into his eyes and down at my hands so he couldn't see I was crying. "You're the only girl for me Krista." He tilts my head up back to his, and passionately, but softly kisses me.

 

 

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