Not Your Girl

1: So Done With You

"I keep trying to make it go away but how do you kill a feeling." -Dan HUMPHREY

∞ "Boy": Little Mix ∞

• Quinn •

Oh, that feeling is gone... Long gone... It was murdered a while ago. I am so done with you...

My ear drums are about to burst at any moment. My music is at full blast. Queen Bey is yelling at me through my tiny apple earphones. My Chanelle mascara is running wild all over my cheeks. I somehow managed to tame my crazy ass hair and stick it in a pony tail. My eyes are blood shot. I swear if I keep crying, blood will spill out of my eyes like the fucking Niagara falls. My ass is tightly tucked away in a pair of volley ball shorts, and my chest is flattened down in a sports bra. I managed to tape my hands and slip on my boxing gloves without punching a hole in my wall. Ya, ya... What ever. I know that normally it's the guy who punches his wall and the girl who cries and becomes best friends with a fucking tube of Ben and Jerry's, but I'm different. I have ADD so I guess that's one explanation.

My fists hit the bag in a quick yet calculated rhythm. I know that my tomorrow the whole school will be buzzing about how Quinn McCarthy has bruises all over her little knuckles. But who am I to care. I know that you won't care. But so what. I. AM. SO. DONE. WITH. YOU.

I am so done with your perfect hair and your perfect face and your perfect abs... I am so done with your perfect eyes and you perfect voice and your perfect jaw... I honestly would love to take a punch at that jaw.

School myth has it that it will cut you if you touch it. But hey, I kissed that blade and my lips are still fine as hell.

"QUINN!" Jonas barged into my room like the mad man that he is.

"Ew look, it's my annoying little brother...What do you want jerk face?"

"Ok... Never mind... Dinner is ready," He slowly backed out of my room.

"Does it look like I eat dinner?!" I gritted my teeth and shooed him out.

Hell, I was hungry. But that wasn't my priority at the moment.

To Do List:

-Cry like the girl that you are.
-Listen to music.
-Work out until you feel like you're dying.

I only had one more achievement to unlock...

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Ashley the Boss:
*Meet me at the park in ten, pronto*

I sighed and finished drying up. I had taken a really fucking hot shower that was clearly needed.

My sweats were pulled on and I managed to also slip on a white t-shirt. I laced up my converse and zipped up my gray hoodie. My hair was tucked away in a tight and damp bun and no makeup was present on my face.

"I'm going to see Ashley, I'll be back-" I told my parents and hopped out the door. "-If you're lucky..." I mumbled the last part of my sentence under my breath.