14 (Ava's pov)

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(Ava's pov)

"What do you mean? of course you're not normal." Harley spoke with a chuckle. "Is that bad?" I ask. "No. that's great normal is boring anyway." Welp, I had to say something Its been eating me inside because I think I do like someone else, and I didn't tell Harley. I need her help anyway. "And I need your help, Harls." I said, as she nodded. "What exactly do you want me to help with?" She asked. I sigh, holding the bridge of my nose. "To figure out this feeling." I answered in annoyance. She nodded. All of a sudden I yawned. "Wow we are really that boring?" She asked with fake enthusiasm. I chuckle shaking my head. "God I'm tired, alright, good night." I said. They both nod. "Ok good night." Harley answered. "Yep, night." Liam followed. I close the door and walk into my room. I lay on the sheets as the scent of lavender filled my nose. I guess my mother cleaned my sheets? I thought to myself. I turn myself and hug my pillow. "God! I really don't know what's wrong with me." I whisper to myself, as I look out the window waiting for my eyes to close. 

(next day) *fighting day*

I jump up from my bed, from my alarm scaring me shitless. I groan, as the thought of going to school runs to my head. I drag myself, as usual, I take the clothes out of my closet and change into them. I look in the mirror and smile in satisfaction looking at my outfit. Nice! I say to myself. I head down stairs and eat breakfast with Harley and Liam. We all head in Liam's car as he drives to school. We arrived to school. I turned to Harley that was in front of me. "Todays the day." She cheered, tapping the dashboard. I smile at her enthusiasm, and open the car door walking into the school entrance. Harley and I say our goodbyes to Liam as he went to class. Harley heads to her locker, lucky for me, mine is 6 lockers over. I open my locker, grabbing my books. A paper folded slips out and lands on the floor. I look down at the paper in confusion as I pick it up and open it. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Huh?" I question myself, looking at the note. Harley heard me and walk towards me with a questioning look. "What's that?" She asked. "I don't really know? A love letter? a poem?" I shrugged. "Does it say who its by?" Harley asked, trying to figure it out. "Only initials." I sighed. "What does it say?" She asked, turning to my side following along my reading. "Dear, Ava. Why are you so pretty? It actually kills me. You and I together, we will run free. love -B. G." I read. "Who the fuck is B. G?" She asked herself. I shrugged, thinking of whos initials that start with B and a G. I was thinking until I was interrupted by the bell. Shit, I still have to figure this out. I walk into class with Harley and sit on our seats next to each other. I think about the letter the whole time that I didn't even pay attention. "Ava, can you answer this question?" The teacher asks. I snapped my head up, my thoughts quickly disappeared. Oh shit! I stood up. "What question?" I asked, trying to sound as calm as possible. "Wow, for a smart kid like you. You must be blind." I hear someone say as the whole class except for Harley, laughed. I look around trying to find the person who said that. I failed. "And for a smartass person like you. You should shut the fuck up." I shot back, looking around. "Ava, what's your problem?" Harley asked. "Nothing." I answered, crossing my arms over my chest and plop on my seat. She rolled her eyes and went back. "Ok." The teacher dragged out, looking for another student to call on. "Harley, can you answer this question?" He asked. Harley nodded standing up. "The answer to the question is no he can't." She answered. The teacher nodded with a satisfied smile. "Good job." He said. She nodded. I palm my forehead and curse myself for not listening. After class came lunch time I walk in the launch room with Harley sitting in the same spot as yesterday. I take a bite of my sandwich in silence. The Harley broke it. "What's going on with you Ava?" Harley asked, placing her hand on my shoulder looking at my worryingly. I shrugged. "I don't know. I think I am just stressed out about the the note trying to figure out who it is." I sigh. She gives me an 'oh' Face. "You shouldn't stress over that." Harley said. "I know, but the person with the initials B.G. is Bowen Gael." I explained. It took Harley a sec then for her to finally figure it out. Her eyes widened in shook. Her mouth open about to say something but she was interrupted by someone yelling. "Yooooo! I'm back!" I hear a familiar voice call. Harley and I turn around in curiosity. We see Bowen with Max with there group of friends. "Where are you, Harley and Ava?" He called. I look at Harley in fear as Harley was doing the same. "We're fucked." She spoke. We were too studded to move or speak because that was a lot of boys. 6 of them to be exact. "Yo numb nuts!" Someone shot back. I turned to see ruby standing up. "What the fuck is she doing?" Harley asked, whispering. "She is going to get killed." I whisper back. Harley got mad at ruby action cause now she has to do something. Harley hesitantly stood up. "Ruby! Sit down or you will get killed!" She called, startling ruby. The boys snapped there heads in their direction. "Now we really are fucked." Harley said. I swallowed the lump in my throat as they approach us. I stand up with Harley. "Well well well, long time no see." Bowen greeted. "Hello, boner gay." Harley joked. Max snorted. "She calls you boner gay." Max laughed through his words holding his stomach. Bowen rolled his eyes. "Are you done?" He asked in monotone. He slowly stops his laughter and sighed. "Yeah, I'm done." He answered. "Good. Ok, so now change of plans. We are fighting you both after school." Bowen said and Max and him smiled evilly. Great. Harley turns to me. "Do you think we need more of Liam's friends?" Harley whispered. I shook my head response. "No I think we can handle it." I answer. She nods. "See you then princess." Max said, winking at Harley. I could see Harley cringe. "Yeah, see you then baby." Bowen wink at me. "Ew fuck you." I shot back. "Woah feisty." He smirked. I could just give him a disgusted look. Him and his friends walk out of the lunch room. Who the fuck does he think he is? I say to myself.

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