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...


47. Chapter Nine, Part Three.

(A/N: hello again! Just as a pre-face, there will be a confrontation and cursing.)

Over the Thanksgiving break, Stephanie came over a lot. Jackson got to know her better and looked to her as a little sister. (Or, at least that's what he told me.)

So, now, it was again school. Joy.

I waited for Stephanie at the bus stop and rocked back and forth on the heels of my shoes. I whistled along to Charlie Worsham's 'Want Me Too'.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around just as a fist collided in with my jaw.

"What the heck?!" I screamed.

I looked back and saw Brianna glaring at me. Everthing in me went cold... this was so not going to end well.

"Why'd you do that?!" She screamed at me.

I pulled out my earbuds and raised an inquiring eye brow. "Do what, exactly?"

"Make your brother break up with me!"

"I didn't make him."

"Yes you did!"


"I... I don't know... but I know it's because of you!" She shouted. She took another swing at me and hit me across my cheek. I stumbled backwards and stared at her shocked.

"You're a total bitch you know that?! You're a whore and a looser and no one cares about you!" She said.

My eyes welled with tears and I ran back inside my house. I threw my bag onto the floor and went to the freezer, I got some ice and wrapped it in a towl then held it to where Brianna hit me.

The words she said to me kept rolling uneasily around through my mind... how could she... why would she...

Everything seemed out of focus.

I stayed home from school, ignoring all the calls and texts I got from Stephanie, Nathan, and even Ryan.

I felt bad... but I just needed to sort some things out.


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