I set my tray down on the table and slid in next to Molly. She wore a giddy smile on her face.
"What are you so happy about?" I asked nudging her playfully.
"Mason asked me to the school dance!" She squealed. Right. The school dance. I knew she was going to force me to go along anyway.
"Awesome!" I squealed back, "Soooo, what should we wear?"
Her eyes lit up and she smiled at me. Mackenzie came over to me and I tensed but acted calm.
"Hey fatty." She said smirking.
"What?" I smiled.
"Just wanted to remind you how pathetic you are." She smirked, "Oh and Molly, now that you're popular and all because of Mason, come sit with us."
Molly just laughed, "Wow Mackenzie, actually I think you're the pathetic one if you think I'm going to leave me best friend for you!" Molly spat the last word.
"You know Mackenzie," Dylan said walking up and i looked away. "Molly's right, you are the pathetic one. I don't know what I was thinking, taking you back."
"Stay out of it Dylan." Mackenzie sneered.
"You can't control me anymore. It's over." He said crossing his arms, smiling.
I looked up from where i was, shocked, bewildered, just completely blank. I got up and walked away quickly, not wanting to be anywhere near the fit that Mackenzie was about to throw. Dylan grabbed my still stinging wrist and i squealed in pain. He let go instantly, eyes going wide. I grabbed my wrist and tugged my sleeve down even more, tears welling in my eyes.
"Are you okay?" He shrieked, "Did i hurt you?!" He reached for my wrist gently but I wrenched it back.
"I'm fine." I huffed. I hadn't realized a cut had reopened until his eyes went even more wide when he saw a little blood spot seeping through the fabric. I quickly covered it and turned to run away but he caught my good wrist this time. I looked around the deserted hallways before pulling up my sleeve gently and examining the cuts. His eyes brows were furrowed and he looked as if he were to cry. I pulled my wrist away and looked at the ground.
"w-why?" he choked out. "How could someone- how you could do that to your self?"
I shrugged and thought about my dream and my mirror that possessed me to do this to my self. I looked away but he hooked his finger under my chin and brought me back to him. His eyes were sad and his eyes briefly flickered to my lips and back to my eyes. He leaned in and lightly pressed his lips to mine, i started to pull back at first but then i realized what he was doing, and I kissed him back. He pushed my lightly against the lockers and pulled my waist into him and i tangled my fingers in his hair. I pulled away gently and he nuzzled my neck.
"w-we can't do this here." I breathed heavily. I looked at me and shook the hair out of his eyes and nodded. He pecked me once more on the lips as the bell rang and he walked off to class. I blushed leant against my locker and never stopped smiling. Finally I grabbed my books and headed to my last classes of the day.