Will you catch me when I fall? (Shawn mendes)

Chapter 17: someone help me with these fucking chapter titles

Hey I'm a terrible person bc I haven't been on here in months. BUT WORRY NOT I HAVE RETURNED.
Jk nobody cares. Anyways...

My hands shake as I slither my hand into one of the endless shopping bags. I grasp the material of my dress, holding back a grin that is shoving its way into my face.

This

Fucking

Boy

I

Swear

He bought out Birchwood mall, all for this little sad excuse for a girl. He made me so mad, yet so guilty, I shouldn't take these things...

The dress stared me straight in the eye as I said this, so I just had to pop that thing on.

I clipped my prosthetic off my stump, yanked the dress over my body with one arm, and snapped my arm back into place.

"Oh my. Just look at you!" a voice appeared in the doorway. Mrs. Mendes stared back at me.

I blushed in response.

"He's a sweet boy." she stated, obviously talking about shawn. "he means well, so treat him good, okay?" i nodded when she stared at me. She walked away after that, leaving me staring at myself in the full length mirror.

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"You ready baby cakes?"

"Don't you dare ever call me that again."

He put his hands up in defense.

He parked his jeep in the student parking lot and jumped out. I grabbed my handle to pop the door open when something shoved it back in place. What the hell?

"No lady who rides in my car will ever have to open the door for herself." Shawn said as he opened the door, grabbed my hand, and ushered me out.

"Shawn, I've ridden in your car at least five times before this, and you never once offered to open the door for me." I rolled my eyes.

He shoved his hands in his pockets. "well now it's official." I stared at him in confusion. "-Um I mean we are going to the dance together." he stammered.

Okay....

"May i?" he held his arm out for me, waiting for me to grab it, which I happily did, and we waltzed into school together.

I was sporting tan wedge boots, with dark wash skinny jeans (Not saggy!!!), a black and white striped t shirt, and a maroon boyfriend cardigan. I felt like Beyoncé compared to what I usually looked like.

There were staggered gasps among the student population when me and shawn appeared in the door way. You know, the occasional damn from some pervert boy, a few snarky comments from shawn fangirls, and some awws.

"You're quite miss popular today aren't you?" I blushed at Shawns comment. But it's true, this is probably the only positive attention I've gotten at this school in years.

BRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG

The bell pierced my eardrums, and pushed me into my homeroom, which I happily share with shawn, and his skank of an ex girlfriend. She glared holes into the back of my head the entire class.

Second period- Math

Third- American History

Fourth- Science

Fifth- Lunch (we ate at subway)

Sixth- PE

Seventh- Choir

Eighth- Language arts

Ninth- art

The school day dragged on, as did I, right into shawns jeep at the end of the day.

"Well hey sleepy"

I groaned

"How about some coffee to perk you up"

I groaned

"I'll take that as a yes." the car shot forward, screeching towards the closest starbucks.

"You're such a white girl." I commented once we had parked. He scoffed, shoving me with his elbow.

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What's gonna happennnnnnnnnnnn?

~b