Josephine
Hero Fiennes Tiffin is your atypical bad boy, who plays girls hearts, uses them and then throws them away like they were nothing the next day. Everyone praises him, I don't know why. He's a cold-hearted prick, I wouldn't consider us friends but we've talked and had a few encounters the month i've been at this school. Everyday in history he has some rude comments about my outfit or how I'm doing something. Or he's seen me once or twice on my way to the library while he's working on the cars with his friends. Don't get me wrong, he's been nice once or twice to me but now things got even more complicated than they have been. Getting called the virgin mary everyday or the pastor's daughter with the nice boobs. That is not me. I don't enjoy this little "nickname" that's being hold for me. Now Hero, he's bringing out this rude side in me I never knew I had, I've never been like that before but he is just insensitive prick and I don't want to let him get away with all the disrespectful things he says. He's nothing important in my life, never will be. But how he wants to fake date for a show? To make everyone think Hero's dating the virgin mary? How disrespectful is that? Then he tries to say he's helping me by making Jack want me more? I don't know if I want Jack to be honest, I mean he's hot and all but I could never have a relationship.. unless. No, Josephine you will not be breaking your parents rules. no. no. no. Sometimes I feel like coming to this school is making me become a different person, but it's making me be someone i can be and want to be. I'm being someone I'm forced to be.
As I'm looking in the mirror on monday morning, deciding what outfit to wear to school, three am keeps popping into my mind. What even happened? What was he doing and why was even asking me that? Why would I want to fake date Hero Fiennes Tiffin? More like who would? Oh, almost every girl in our school who doesn't know their worth and wants attention and knowing they'll get it from him. Yeah, that will last about a day.
I go into my drawer and look at the white top Mercy let me take home. Would I love to wear this, but no way I could. Can't believe I even took it home to be honest. "Josephine, are you almost ready?" I hear my mother yell up the stairs. "One second," I open my door to yell down and then shut it and quickly button my olive green sweater over my white with red flower dress. I have to usually button or zip any jacket I have on, I always wear jackets when I wear dresses because some of them are usually spaghetti string. I curled my hair today and I have brown boots to wear with it.
I grab my backpack and rush downstairs and go outside to my mother waiting in the car for me.
"You make sure to keep that sweater buttoned together, you understand me?" she says and I nod. "I always do." I lie straight through my teeth. She shakes her head pulling up to the school. "You came home the past couple days with it either unbuttoned or unzippered. No one's making you do anything you don't want to do, right?" she says and I unbuckle my seatbelt. "I just do that when I walk home because it gets hot and no one's around and of course, never." I smile.
"Good, don't change for anyone, you hear me?" she says as I open the door. I nod and shut the door and she drives away. I walk to the door to meet Mercy and she comes up to me. "Heyyy," she says dragging out the y's. I hurry and unbutton my sweater and adjust it. "Hey." I say and shake my head. "My mom said something to me about unbuttoning my sweaters. It's not a big deal." I say and cross my arms. "Well that's good, you look nice under that sweater and shouldn't have to hide it." she says.
"I know," I sigh.
"I need to head to Mr. Guyer's to clean since I ran out last time so, I catch you third period?" she says walking backwards to the door. "Got it." I smile and just play with the bottom of my backpack before I hear a voice behind me, "Josephine." I turn around quickly to Hero standing right in front of me, a bit too close. I move back a little and move my hair behind my ear. I have to look up because of our height different and he smirks looking down at me. "Hi." I breath.
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Virgin Mary
RomanceWhen the pastors daughter Josephine who always kept to herself while going to a private catholic school, going to church with her family and following all of her parents rules finally goes into a public school, she meets the new group of girls who b...