Destruction And Devotion (Wattys 2017)

Chapter Two: Nikita's POV

Maybe?...
Literally like a hour ago, I was dreaming about being with Carter...and now I think I like Lenny?

"Alright everyone, ride's over." A grin was planted on the driver's face as he chanted that.

I groaned as everyone else got their stuff and headed out.

I rushed home which was across the street. I checked my phone which said 3:30 PM.

Great. 30 minutes to get ready .

I opened the door, and to my surprise there was my sister and...her.

"Jasmine!" I ran towards her in joy and wrapped my body around her.

"What am I? A roach." "It" said.

"Of course you are!" I exclaimed sarcastically.

Jasmine was silent.

"Well Chanel is better and more important then...ugh Ruby." She replied.

"Ok...and does it look like I care?" I said, giving her a dirty look.

"Ruby, I will leave if you continue to be disrespectful." Jasmine warned.

I nodded in obedience, cutting off all communication with Chanel.

She always wants to cause trouble as usual. This is why I really wasn't a fan of Chanel...

"I'm sorry, Jasmine...Can you come with me into my room? I need help with something." I clenched onto her hand and pulled her as I walked into my room.

Jasmine sighed as I walked in.

"What?"

"Ruby...that wasn't necessary. That whole show out there was a waste of my time. I'm serious right now. You must and need to stop to doing this."

I remained silent.

"I need help picking out my outfit. It's for a boxing rink I'm going to."

Jasmine walked into my closet, setting a red pair of shorts and an orange revealing muscle tank onto my bed.

"I'm going into the other room. You go now to shower." Jasmine ordered.

I headed out of my room and went into the bathroom. I slammed the door and removed everything as I slipped into the shower. The shower head squirted water, cascading down my back.

A few minutes later I slipped out of the shower, tossing on a robe and I headed back into my room.

I put on some deodorant and lotion and shortly after put on my clothes and coral running shoes. I tossed my hair into a bun and grabbed a duffel bag, throwing water bottles and other necessities in it.

4:15 the clock said.

I bursted out of the house, heading to the bus stop. My eyes were fixed on the bus that was going to leave soon.

I waved my arms around like a crazy person to captivate the attention of the passengers and bus driver.

Hopefully the driver doesn't crash...

The bus went to a screeching halt as the rubber flaps on the doors began to grow apart from each other. I panted heavily and the driver's face was red with fury.

"You almost made me crash. You know that? I could have left you behind but I am a kind person."

Every passenger was staring at me which was quite awkward and embarrassing.

"So what? It's not my problem that you don't realize that a girl running towards the bus actually wants to get on the bus and you don't wait. Should have been more attentive, buddy."