High School Romance.

Ariel, an image of a red-headed mermaid poped into your head, didn't it? Well, that's kind of me. A fiery red head and look alike to Molly Quinn. I just started high school (oh joy.) and I'm so not used to it. What happened to small schools? Oh well, but, I can't really complain. And all of my classes are fairly easy, and every single one of them I share with the most random guy, football jersey number 13. That's what I call him, thirteen. And I think I like him... like, LIKE LIKE him... and I'm pretty sure he feels the same way about me...


54. Chapter Eleven, Part One.

I ran into my room and buried my face in my pillow as black mascara stained tears escaped me.

My family had gone out some where, knowing that I'd be gone, so I was home alone to grive alone.

I laid on my back looking up at the never changing ceiling. My phone went off once, twice, three times, and then just on and on. I knew it was Ryan, his ringtone (Taylor Swift 'Red') and text tone (Imagine Dragons 'It's Time) went off again and again.

Why would Ryan do this? Why Brianna, of all people? What would ever make him... do... that?

The front door to my house closed and I sat up. I wiped away the black tears as the footsteps came up the stairs.

"Hey, A, are you home yet?" My brother asked. He peaked his head in through the door and his smile faded. I didn't know if it fell because he saw that I was home, or if it was for the fact I was in a pool of tears and I was still crying.

He sighed and took a step into my room. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against my door frame. "What happened?"

"It's nothing." I lied. I looked around the room, trying to avoid Jackson's gaze. My eyes landed on the teddy bear Ryan gave me, the tears welled again and suddenly the locket Ryan gave me burned against my skin.

I took it off and flung it across my room then burried my face in my eyes again and the tears started to fall anew.

Jackson sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. I hugged him and sobbed into his shoulder.

Suddenly, Jackson let got up and dragged me down stairs to his car.

"Where are we going?" I asked as I wiped away stray tears.

Jackson smiled at me. "I'm going to make you forget about him."

The car started up and Jackson started to drive away.

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