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Avalon's POV

15 years old
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"Okay, okay but did you see what car Kate pulled up in? OH MY GOD! Honestly, if I could, I would kiss her," Josie says

"Knowing you, you'd do it anyways," Nora says

Josie scoffs, "what is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing I'm just saying," she shrugs, "I fell like you'd be the one to kiss a random person,"

Josie scoffs again and walks off towards the lunch line.

I groan

"Another headache?" Nora asks

I nod and smile, she doesn't need the truth why I have one. No one does.

"Um, I have some ibuprofen if you want some?" She says as she open her bag

I nod again, "thanks babe," I smile and take the pills from her and quickly swallow them dryly

I look up from the cafeteria table and try and look for my brother, when I don't see him I get up, "I think I'm gonna head home, i don't really think I can last all day," I say to Nora

Nora smiles and nods, "go ahead, see you tomorrow."

"Bye!" Josie yells as she sits back down

Nora has always been the soft one but never shows it, as for Josie, she is an extrovert and likes all the attention she can get. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE them both but sometimes having friends is hard when you don't even wanna be here anymore....

I shake my head and wave to them while I walk out the lunch room to resume looking for Dylan, when I finally spot him over by the boy's bathroom hanging with the jocks I instantly roll my eyes. Weird place to socialize huh? Nope, not to them

I walk up to Dylan and tap him on the shoulder and he turns around to face me , "I need a ride home, i don't feel well," I tell him honestly

He runs his fingers through his hair, "okay um, I'll take you home but Luke is coming with us to spend the night so might as well kill two birds with one stone,"

I nod, I'm glad Luke is coming over because when he sleeps over, dad doesn't come into my room. And it also may be because he's funny as hell but that's beside the point.

"Um, I'll wait in the car while you," I wave my hand in the air, "finish whatever the hell you were talking about," I turn and walk out the door and into the parking lot to his car, getting in.

Dylan met Luke when he was 14, down at the beach. Apparently they are destined to be friends (as my brother says) and I've kind of got this thing where I want to be around him because he makes me feel safe. Luke Mcborn and his dirty blonde hair and green eyes, tan, lean body.

I shake my head as the front doors open, "yo, princess, you gotta sit in the back,"

I look over at Luke, "the fuck if I do, I got a headache that feels like little kids are playing hopscotch on my head so fuck off please,"

"Maybe if I knocked you out you'd feel better?"

"Probably," I say, "but you won't touch me because Dylan will kill you with his baseball bat," I smile innocently