Last night I had reluctantly told my mom. She didn't know what to say and neither did I but she understood and I was glad she didn't lecture me about it. I let the warm water course over my skin. Washing away the tears and the awfulness of yesterday. I got out of the shower and wrapped my towel around me. I stared into the mirror. My green eyes were bright, I guess it's from all the crying. They're still a little red and puffy. I sighed and got ready. I threw on a pair of red skinnies, a white v-neck t-shirt, an black converse. I blow dry my hair and my waves fall down my back. The color reminds me of Zayn's eyes. Or maybe the color of Harry's hair. Anyway, I put my makeup on and tromped down the stairs. Mom was already at work so I grabbed an apple, grabbed an apple and headed out the door. I got to school and dreaded telling Abby. Plus everyone knows I'm leaving by now. I groaned and walked in. I shoved my way to my locker. Guess who was standing there? Yep, Edward. I wanted to die. Just kill me now. I opened my locker not looking at him. "I thought I told you to stay away from me." I said coolly. "Come on Lyddi." "NO, JIMMY PROTESTED!!" I yelled. Which earned some looks. I slammed my locker shut and stalked off to first period.
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