Will You Love Me?

It's too late.

Chapter Seven : Sorry not sorry, it's too late.

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Today, is Monday, AKA the day I take my English test. Ms Alba expects the whole class to get great marks as she spent 'all' her time teaching us.

I, on the other hand won't say 'all' her time as she spent three quarters of her time flirting with the school's jock, Justin Christians.

Creepy much? Totally. She says that she is in her late twenties, however, I suspect that she's actually ten years older.

And, Justin isn't afraid flirt openly with Ms Alba and get caught by the principal, Mr Nico. Because he practically sleeps with anything with two legs.

One word.

Disgusting.

Moving on, I am so not prepared for the test today. I spent the most of yesterday recovering from my hangover.

I barfed all over my mum's precious carpet in my house yesterday and she threw a fit because of it. I than vowed to myself never to drink that much ever again.

I looked like the zombies from 'The Walking Dead' when I woke up today.

My hair was sticking in all sorts of directions, I also had eye bags under my eyes. And I looked like a panda.

So, I am so prepared to anger Ms Alba and get a big fat zero.

I decided to walk to school. But usually, Ace will drive me to school. Today was different. He never called, never messaged, he never came.

Once I reached school, I messaged Matt to meet me at the school gates.

"Hey baby gurl! Sorry I couldn't make it to the party on Saturday. My mother and father was forcing me to study. You know my grades." He sighed.

Number one, Matt isn't the party type of guy. He's just too lazy to move his skinny ass off his couch.(which he usually play video games on it.

Number two, Matt is also the only person I know that still says 'Mother and Father' nowadays. I mean people say 'Mum and Dad' or 'Mama and Papa'. But 'Mother and Father'? Cereal?( A/N : My way of saying seriously :P.)

Number three, Matt is so poor in at least half of subjects that his parents even don't allow him to go grocery shopping. Pretty terrible if you ask me.

"You're staring into black space!"

Than, we both realized what we just said.

"SO IT'S GONNA BE FOREVER OR IT'S GONNA GO DOWN IN FLAMES.

YOU CAN TELL ME WHEN IT'S OVER IF THE HIGH WAS WORTH THE PAIN.

GOT A LONG LIST OF EX-LOVERS THEY'LL TELL YOU I'M INSANE.

CAUSE YOU KNOW I LOVE THE PLAYERS AND YOU LOVE THE GAME.

CAUSE WE'RE YOUNG AND WE'RE RECKLESS WE'LL TAKE THIS WAY TOO FAR.

IT'LL LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS OR WITH THE NASTY SCARS.

GOT A LONG LIST OF EX-LOVERS THEY'LL TELL YOU I'M INSANE.

BUT I GOT A BLANK SPACE BABY AND I'LL WRITE YOUR NAME."

We sang loudly, attracting the attention of many people. They applauded while we mocked bowed to them.

Yes, we are thre- I mean two weird people.

I took a deep breath. The good times reminded me of Ace. We three used to sing like this but now, Ace is out.