Changes

Chapter 3

AN: for those of you who read my story sorry it took this long to update, hope you enjoy it. Because my story is based on the Jackson and Lydia moments in season two and there are very few left to the big moment we all love I decided to make this chapter on Lydia’s point of view just so I can make this story a little bit longer. 

Lydia’s POV Present:

I saw Jackson laying there on the floor full of blood and I couldn’t do anything about it. I rushed to his side and held his head as I yelled “Jackson! Jackson! Please wake up, wake up” but it was all worthless he was dead. The love of my life was dead. I never knew I would fall in love with him, I knew I cared about him more than he cared for me but I never thought I could actually get to love him.

I can still remember when we were only casually seeing each other; it feels like an eternity from what it is now.

Lydia’s POV:

“Hey Lydia” a girl called out, “Hey Lydia, you look nice today” some random guy called out

I kept hearing all these things as I walked down the hall to my locker; this is what it was to be popular. Most people thing I’m dumb or something, but I’m not. I’m actually pretty smart, almost a genius and I was beautiful what more would people want.

I was opening my locker to get my books for my first class when I felt some arms wrap around my waist “hey” a voice said barely a whisper in my ear. I turned around and came face to face with Jackson. “Hello” I responded and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth. I thought he would be mad, because he normally didn’t like for me to kiss him in public unless it was in front of guys but he didn’t say anything.

I guess I should be upset that he saw other girls but I wasn’t. I mean I wasn’t happy about it, but I understand. Me and him we’re alike, I can date other people and so can he. But, lately he’s all I’ve been seen and I know he hasn’t really seen other girls either.

 I guess the reason we don’t make it official is because we’re both scared. But it really would boost my popular spot if I could Jackson Whittemore to only date me. But, you take what you can get for now being his most constant girl works well.

“I’ll walk you to class” he stated “what already?” I teased “What it’s just walking” he responded but I knew he found it amusing how I would always teased him.

We didn’t hold hands while walking to my English class, it was really necessary people already knew we saw each other. But, they also knew how we saw each other. Before we reached my class the figure of a girl was making its way towards us, it was Julie the girl I least wanted to see.

“Hey Jackson” she said with a huge smile and it looked as if she was about to kiss him but he leaned the other way to avoid her kiss, instead he just nodded his head. “I’ll see you later” she called out since we kept on walking.

I really didn’t mind that much that he saw other girls now and then, but Julie! He knew how much I hated her. She was always trying to be more popular with me, this included sleeping with all the guys so they would be on her side. She was just mad now because Jackson kept on seeing me more than her and that was a big score he barely saw the same girl more than three times.

“You’re seeing her tonight?” I demanded from him. He didn’t know what to say first but finally said “Look me and you aren’t exclusive” I didn’t know what to say to that because he was right but it also made me so mad.

“You’re right, so I guess you can hang out with her this whole week and the weekend” I said and I walked away. Let’s see how he goes without me for a week. Good thing I had English class with Blake, I think it’s time me and him hung out this should bother Jackson I know he doesn’t like him. If he was going to see someone I didn’t like than so would I.