Unlucky (when bad girl meets good boy)

Chapter 40

Clyde's POV

Justin likes me.

I like Justin.

I continuously run these thoughts through my head over and over. it all just seems a little surreal, like it's not really happening. For once there is actually something good happening in my life. This hasn't been happening to me lately, so I guess I better cherish it before it gets ruined.

I love the way his eyes crinkle up when hes smiles. When he tells you something, he means it. He is probably the sweetest and most passionate boy you will ever meet. He'd never lie to me, or probably anyone for that matter.

Him in general; Justin. 

I lied around for about an hour just thinking of all the ways he made me smile. I loved being happy, why was I ever sad. Why is anyone sad, if you can just be happy all the time. A small part in the back of my head ruined my happiness for me though. People are sad because bad things happen. Bad things have happened to me, my friends, my family, and everyone close to me. Bad things even happen to leeches like Christian. I wonder what horrible thing happened to Christian to make him the way he is today. I tried not to dwell on it too much, because it makes me remember all of the bad things that happened to me.

Speaking of bad things. 

I heard my phone buzz beside me, and I reached over to see what the notification was.

Blocked ID: Don't get too comfortable Clyde, things are about to heat up.

That is exactly what I don't want to hear before my first day back to school. I couldn't have been more nervous, but Christian can push my limits. What does he mean things are going to heat up? There's something telling me he's not talking about the temperature.

Deciding that I can't dwell on the text with out making my self crazy, I try my best to go to sleep.

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There is exactly an hour and thirty-two minutes until school starts. To be honest, I'm actually excited to go back. No one knows who I am here, and I am incredibly thankful for that. A clean slate. 

It's a new year, new friends, and new beginnings. I have never been more ready. 

At first, I was dreading to go to a new school with no one I know. I just didn't realize what a blessing it would be to go to a new school. None of the constant dirty looks would be great. No one hating you for what you don't remember yourself doing is also a big plus. Justin is going to this new school too, so it shouldn't be too bad.

It's a private school though, and I am not excited for that. Private school means a bunch of rich peppy Daddy's girls and Mommy's boys. Justin didn't give off that expression though, so I'm hopeful. I am also not looking forward to those awful uniforms. I mean I love plaid, but not that kind of plaid.

I opened my closet and pull out my uniform. The ugly plaid skirt which was far too long for my liking, and it made me look like a nun. The oxford shirts weren't that bad though. The jackets were another story, I can't decide whether I like them or despise them.

I decided to throw my purple hair up into a ponytail. I actually looked pretty damn good in this uniform, I can totally work this.

I grabbed some breakfast, said goodbye to my parents, and was out the door. I am so thankful that I can walk to school, because just thinking of trying to catch a cab to school makes me cringe.

Saying the school was small was an understatement. This school was literally the size of a shoe box. I have a problem with small schools, because if something happens the whole school knows about it. I don't think this is going to work well for me.