Thunder •A Bayani FanFiction•

Chapter One

Chapter One

I was a freshman and he was a sophomore when we first met. We became inseparable almost instantly. Basically, we were the dynamic duo. He's attractive and everyone loves him, and I'm just the girl everyone's jealous of because I get to spend time with him. I would be jealous, too, if I'm being honest.

Now he's a senior and I'm a junior. Both the same age, 17.

I walked into Jordan's house after two hours of me doing homework in my own house. I'm greeted by the sound of his mother singing softly.

"Helloo!" I said as I walked into the room I heard her voice coming through. Of course, the kitchen. My favorite part of the home. She greeted me and we made small talk.

"How was school?" She asked me smiling.

"Alright, starting to get ready for mid term finals."

"Oh my, good luck!"

"Haha, thank you very much."

"How's your mother?"

"Good... She's good."

"Glad to hear that!"

So on and so forth.

After about 15 minutes of that, I asked what Jordan was up to. He would normally be here by now.

"I don't know, he might be listening to music or doing something on his computer." And I nodded. I love his family to death, but sometimes I feel bad, I feel like they think I'm taking advantage of them. I suddenly had to use the bathroom.

"May I use the restroom?" I asked. She smiled and laughed a little.

"You know where it is!"

I walked up the stairs to the bathroom, it was right next to Jordan's bedroom. Suddenly I hear moans.

Jordan's having sex with someone that isn't me. But what do I care?

The girl he was with then started talking about how "good he is" and so fourth. I recognize that voice, it's that slut. Everyone knows that one slut that sleeps around and cries when her boyfriend finds out and dumps her sorry ass. She's one of those.

I tiptoed down the stairs and walked into the kitchen to pack up my things.

"I needed to use the bathroom but all I heard were the sounds of your son having sex. You can yell at him, but I'm leaving. Love you!" I said before walking out the front door.

His mom is probably confused as hell, but I walk along. I hear a door close and quicken my pace. I hear Jordan call my name, but that only makes me walk faster.

I finally make it to the point where I'm running down the block. He's close behind as I run as fast as my little legs could carry. I felt my body hit the ground as he tackled me. I didn't move, not one bit.

I laid on the concrete and concentrated on my breathing. Jordan stood up and tried to talk to me.

"Look, it didn't mean anything, I was just horny. I need someone who will please me and she's the only one that will anymore because every other girl thinks I'm dating you and yeah."

The grass is more green today than it was yesterday. There are small leaves sitting on top of this greenish brown grass. The snow is slowly melting again. Patches of mud are visible.

"Mol?" He asked. The grass looks more pretty today. I could lay here forever and admire it. As long as I'm not talking to Jordan, it's fine.

"Mollie, answer me." Like he gives a fuck. He just wants to know his best friend approves of his fuck buddy.

"The biggest slut in school." I said while looking at a lone leaf. I heard him sigh and then his footsteps. I got up and walked back home, three houses down.

Welcome to Minnesota, where the only thing colder than the weather is Jordan Bayani.

Alright so this story isn't going to be Jordan being a YouTuber or living in Seattle or things like that, but I will use Bayani as his last name. I love those stories, I just don't want to become another one of them in the mix with a different plot. Hope you understand.(:

Hugs and shit ~Steph