Behind Closed Doors 3

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"BEEP BEEP BEEP"

Oh how I hated that annoying sound that always woke me up from a peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes and looked at my alarm clock that stood on a table next to my bed. 7:00 AM it read. I turned over onto my back and folded back the covers, it took my awhile but I slowly sat up and got out of bed. I decided to wear my Jean shorts and a tan/creme short sleeved top. It didn't take me long to get dressed so I went into the bathroom and quickly washed my hair, I put it some scrunching product and waited till it dried. It took awhile for my long, chocolate, brown hair to curl, but not to long, but when it did I finished my hair with a little bit of hairspray. After my hair was perfect I wen up the mirror and added makeup to my swollen eye and bruised face and neck. When I was finished I checked the clock- 7:45. I rushed down the stairs and put on my sandals and headed for the car, I'd have to hurry if I wanted to make the first period. I got to my locker just as the warning bell rung. I grabbed my history book and a pen and rushed towards the history room.

"Where have you been? You didn't answer any of my texts last night," I looked up and saw David standing there with a mad face. He was pretty cute, I had a little crush on him at the beginning of the year, but now we were best friends. He was average height, short brown hair, and these naive baby blue eyes.

"I'm so sorry, my dad.... Got mad at me," I stuttered, I really wanted to tell David the truth... But I just wasn't ready. He just nodded, he understood that I never talked about my parents- he just doesn't know why.

"Take a seat! We are takin notes today!" Mr. Newbloom had to practically yell at the class for them to settle down. We all took our seats and quietly took notes as he told us about The Lewis and Clark Expedition. The next four periods I zoned out the whole time thinking of a plan on how I could escape the hell hole I'm forced to call home.

"Uh.... Missy? Are you coming?" I looked up and Jacob was next to me by my locker, he had a worried look on his face. I didn't blame him, I was staring into a mirror thinking of my life and how it could be better.

"yeah, course. You know I love to eat!" I joked and he quickly smiled. We both got into the lunch line and talked about various subjects- homecoming this Friday, the science test I had after lunch, life (mostly his) before I knew it we were in the front and Jacob was stuffing his tray with junk food. I grabbed a tray and put a salad and flavored water onto my tray. Jacob walked with me to the table where everyone was waiting for us. They all continued to gossip but the only time I listened was when I heard them talking about Drew. He interested me now, I knew nothing about him, and well... I wanted to know more. We were dismissed from our table and I quickly exited the lunch room. I walked ahead of everyone else and reached the empty hallway, but it wasn't empty....

"How could you?!" I heard one voice come from the classroom next to my locker. It was a guy, a student though.

"I was doing us a favor, everyone wanted us to sleep together and now that I said we did everyone believes we did..." this voice was a female, still a student, she sounded really flirty... But flirty like a slut. I peered through the tiny window and saw Devin and Caroline standing next the Mr. Wheaty's desk. Devin was looking straight at Caroline but when I peered in the window he must have saw something move because he looked right at me. I gasped- crap! I was caught, I ran for the bathroom, I hope he doesn't know it wasn't me. Besides we barely know each other, so he wouldn't recognize me, right?

"Uh... Missy? What are you doing?" I turned around and saw Morgan looking at me, "why are just standing in here?" I shrugged and walked out. By now there were tons of kids in the hallway, so I quietly walked to my locker to get my math book. Once I reached Mr. Wheaty's room I took my seat in the back and quietly checked my homework. After we graded homework the class was all review of graphing. The bell finally rang and I thanked God. I hated that class, but next I had choir, which wasn't much better but it wasn't hard. I grabbed my sheet music and walked towards the choir room.

"1 more class, Missy, you can do it," I told my self as I walked through the door.

"Alright let's start warm-ups! You have a concert coming up!" Mrs. Hagg yelled as she took her place behind the piano. Everyone started singing our warm ups and then we practiced our three songs for the concert. The songs weren't bad, I thought they were really pretty. Again after the final bell rang I took my time and was the last one out of the room. I was busy thinking about Devin when something hit me. I fell to the ground with a thump.

"Shit!" I mumbled as I looked up I saw Devin looking down at me. He offered me his hand to help me up but I shoved it away, "what the crap Devin?! Come on! Why do you always knock me over?!" I exploded at him. All he did was have a confused look on his face.

"I'm... Uh... Sorry?" he stuttered.

"You better be!" I walked past him but I could hear him behind me. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into an empty hallway.

"it's you. Your the one that was looking into Mr. Wheaty's room!" he yelled in my face. I didn't know what to say. "Wasn't it?!" he yelled again. I nodded stupidly. He pinned me up against the wall and questioned me again. "Why were you looking in there?" I pushed him away from me, now I was pissed.

"First of all- NEVER touch me! And second- I'm sorry I looked in there because you guys were yelling and I got curious! I'm sorry, now I'm leaving. Goodbye Devin." I stormed out of the hallway and was about to walk out the door when something grabbed me again.

"What do you want?! I'm done talking to you Devin" I yelled but when I looked up it wasn't Devin. It was Caroline, her eyes looked like they wanted to kill me.

"Do. Not. Talk. To. Devin. Understand? If I see you talking to him again, I will end you." she whispered. She quickly walked off and left me standing there.... Wow.

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