Chapter 7

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(Danny Spudster Above).

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My alarm rung in my ears.

I groaned and reached my hand out to silence the annoying beep. I leaned back down and slowly opened my eyes. The sunlight seeping through the window was warming my face, today was the type of day when I wanted to stay in bed and never leave, Now I knew how Ember felt when I woke her up every morning, "Ember I call upon you, if you can hear me which I know you cannot, I am sorry for the pain I put you through".

I shouted, Mocca came running from the bathroom and jumped onto the bed. After years of struggling to move, I eventually got up and lazily dragged my ass into my bathroom to brush my teeth and then I walked back into my room to pick my outfit out.

I opened up my closet and dug deep to the pile of clothes, wow I really need to clean this place one day. Extra emphasis on the word 'one day'. I rummaged through, pulling out clothes here and there. Once I was satisfied with my small- no large, pile of clothes, I started looking through it.

I settled on a plain oversized top which stopped an inch or so above my knees, acting as a dress. Along with my combats and a beanie. I wasn't in the mood to try today. The beanie covered my messy hair, the gray was slowly fading, I had to fix that. I smeared some red matte lipstick over my lips, and applied some mascara to my lashes. Taking a glance in the mirror, I left.

When I went downstairs, mom was nowhere to be seen. However, there was a stack of pancakes on the kicthen counter. I smiled at the gesture, I ate quickly and made my way to Bee, pressing a kiss to my fingers, pressing it against the hood, I got in. The drive to school was silently pleasant.

I stepped out of my car and made my way towards the entrance where my friends waited for me. Josie pulled me into a hug and then, "Hey Phillips" came a voice behind me. Josie released me and I spun around, coming face to face with Keith.

My eyes wandered down his body, he was wearing a grey sleeved top and black ripped jeans, along with some warn out combats. Well sugar we matched, cute but sickening. When I looked back up, a smirk was settled on his face, I arched my brow at him, "Hey there big boy" I fake flirted, he chucked more to himself, "Cute as always" he mumbled but I caught it. "what did you say?" I asked even though I knew the answer.

Keith's mouth snapped shut, he shrugged with tense shoulders, "I didn't say anything, I think you're hearing things Phillips, better get that head checked out" he babbled on walking past me and into the building.

I frowned and turned to face my friends, "he totally is crushing on you" Josie noted, yeah right, of course he is. "he's not Josie, stop saying that" I ordered and walked inside the school.

I had Art first period, unfortunately Josie and Sen weren't with me.

However, guess who was. If you said Channing Tatum then you are wrong and I wish he were. No, the person I had the pleasure of sharing class with was Mr Black himself. He strolled in with his smooth, arrogant stroll, every girl in my class swooned and ran their hands through their, desperate to catch his attention.

Keith didn't even glance their way, his complete attention was focused on me. Strangely I felt victorious because of that, I wanted to stand up and say, "In your face" to all the chicks fighting for his acknowledgment.

There was something seriously wrong with me.

Keith sat in his seat which was directly across the room from me. I took out my sketchbook and began sketching the first thing that came to mind, I was so concentrated on my drawing that I didn't see Keith sneak up beside me, and when I did look up I wasn't expecting Keith to smear paint on my cheek.

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