cant catch a break (jbff)

chapter 21

It has been a week and a half since I have been in Justin and Ryan's dorm. To be honest, I was so extremely bored. I literally did nothing all day. I would eat, sleep, be on my phone, and talk to Ryan and Justin. That was it.

Justin and I kept putting off our ‘revenge' plot. It was slowly building though. We still don't exactly know what we are doing yet though. Thinking about it gives me anxiety. Shit, I really hate anxiety.

"Yo Crystal? You gonna eat all your pancakes?" Ryan asked from across the table. My head snapped up to look at him. I gave him a weak smile, and pushed it toward him. I wasn't hungry, I was nervous. Today I was going back to college to attend my two classes on cosmetology. My body had officially healed, so the doctors said I should be good to go.

To say I was scared was an understatement. I was scared shitless. A million thoughts whirled through my head as I thought on how today's events were going to pan out.

"-What about you , Crystal?" Justin piped up from the table. Yet again, my fucking ADHD kicks in.

"Uh. What?" I asked stupidly. The guys both giggled.

"He asked if you were excited to go back today." Ryan explained. I bit my lip.

"Nervous." I said simply, nodding my head. Justin gave me an apologetic smile.

"Don't worry, everything will be okay. I'm sure everyone thinks you are still badass Crystal Turner." He said, smirking. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I need to get ready." I stated, standing up. I walked to the room where I was temporarily staying in, and shifted through my clothes in the duffel bags. I ended up picking out a turquoise tank top with a dream catcher on it. It was indeed, one of my favorite shirts ever. I pulled out a pair of washed out, blue, ripped, skinny jeans, and quickly slid them on. I pulled my shirt on over my head, and went to the bathroom to brush my hair. Lucky for me, my hair today seemed quite straight. I quickly brushed my hair, trying to hurry. I then twisted open the cap to mascara bottle and did a few swipes on my top and lower eyelashes. I then brushed my teeth.

After I did the entire getting ready shit, I was finally ready to go back.

"I'm reaaaaadyyyyy!" I drawled out the ‘e' part while I walked into Justin and Ryan's room.

"So are weeeeee!" Ryan mocked. I rolled my eyes, smiling.

"You look good." Justin stated shyly, smiling at me. I blushed faintly, looking down. I quickly slid on a pair of black converse, and grabbed my messenger bag. I put a notepad with paper in it, so I didn't need to worry about my Mac Book Pro typing problems. I still wanted revenge on those sluts. Maybe today. Ehh, not sure.

"You ready to go?" Justin asked me. I nodded.

"Ready as I'll ever be." I mumbled, walking out the door.

    Justin held the door open for me as I walked through the main entrance of the college. People from all over stopped talking and looked at me, wide eyed. My heart leapt into my throat at the silence as people stared at me. Soon whispering began, people still exchanging quick glances at me.

I looked back at Justin, who was smirking.
"What?" I asked to him, he quietly chuckled.

"They are acting like your some kind of rare breed of some sort. Their facial expressions are funny." He replied, walking up the stairs as I followed.

"OhMIGOD, is that Crystal?!" Someone yelled out as we passed the cafeteria.

"What the hell am I now? A fucking celebrity?" I cursed under my breath, continuing to walk. Justin laughed.