The Only One.

Chapter 4 - Food Fight!

Recap: All of a sudden I felt something wet dripping onto my hair and only a second later, what felt like a waterfall of liquid fell onto my head. Being me, with my slow reaction speeds, I just sat there and embraced the wetness of my hair and shoulders. I stood up and slowly turned around to face my dearest new friend Liahna Rose holding a now empty bottle of Diet Pepsi.

As I stood up, I heard Lindsey's chair scrape across the floor and her get up as well. I just stood there, dripping wet and motionless, staring like a wolf into Liahna's eyes.

Lindsey was the one that reacted first. She ran forward and managed to just about touch Liana's face before Matt pulled her back.

"Don't get involved. You'll just get hurt Lindsey" I muttered, still not breaking my stare into Liahna's olive green eyes.

"Why the fucking hell did you decide to drown me in Pepsi?" I spat at Liahna. Not expecting a reply as I already knew the answer.

I reached behind me and grabbed my bowl of rice pudding and thrust it into her chest. She now had lukewarm rice pudding dripping off of her chiffon dress in clumps and she screamed bloody murder as she realised what I had just done and I stiff there and have her an amused smirk before I decided what to do.

I knew that this wasn't going to end well, so I ran, away from the situation, before it turned nasty. I was generally quite good at sneaking away quickly and as Liahna was way too busy scooping rice pudding off of her dress, she didn't notice me leave.

It was only until I had lost sight of the cafeteria, that I realised that I had no clue where I was. I was lost. For the second time that day and Lindsey was nowhere to be seen; probably still in the cafeteria in the middle of a full pelt food fight with the Boys.

I slumped down against the wall of the corridor and pulled out my phone. I tried calling Lindsey, but she didn't pick up and I didn't have anyone else's numbers on my phone. In situations like that, a pair of headphones come in very handy. I inserted them into my ears and turned on Spotify.

I started humming along to my music (All Time Low obviously) and waited until I could pluck up the confidence to ask one of the many passers by where the hell I was.

I blocked out the outside world with my music and looked at my timetable. My lessons weren't all bad, and some days were extremely good! I had a free period next, so I assumed that I could just sit here until someone found me.

I felt something touch my hair so I brought my hand up to feel what it was. Luckily it wasn't Pepsi again, but surprisingly, my hand joined with someone else's. I took one of my headphones out and looked up.

Flynn was stood there with his trademark smirk on his face. He had bits of mashed potato in his hair and what looked like gravy dripping off of his shoulder. I giggled a little at what must've happened. I had missed a food fight.

Flynn made eye contact with me and must've seen the disappointed look that I gave him for missing the food fight and he crouched down next to me.

"You didn't miss much, don't worry. Liahna and Becks got sent to the principal's office because they were the main people in the fight." He smiled and touched my hair again, "Did you need something to change in to? You're sticky from the Pepsi..."

I had completely forgotten about the fact that I had been dripping with Pepsi only about ten minutes earlier. I nodded my head at Flynn hoping he had any clothes that would actually fit me.

I followed him to his locker and he pulled out a motorbike helmet.

"Come with me," he said and grabbed my hand to pull me along with him whether I liked it or not.

He pulled me all the way to the school car park, next to a motorbike, which I assumed was his. He pushed the helmet onto my head and picked up one that was sitting on his bike.

"Where are we going?" I asked, my voice distorted under the tight helmet.

"To get you new clothes!" He said as he climbed on to the bike and motioned for me to sit behind him. I stepped on hesitantly and shifted around to get comfy.

Where did I hold on? I attempted holding on to the seat of the bike but it was too uncomfortable. I had no idea what to do until Flynn grabbed my hands and pulled them forward to hold around his waist (and solid abs).

"YOU'D BETTER HOLD ON TIGHT!" he shouted as he revved the engine of the bike and we sped out of school.

I screamed most of the way to the shopping centre, the rest of the the way trying to keep my skirt from flapping around everywhere.

Flynn parked his bike in the car park and we took our helmets off. My hair was a complete mess and I attempted to flatten it down with my hands, using my phone as a mirror.

"Don't worry, Aspen it looks fine. Go for the rough and ready look" he said and winked at me, messing up my hair again.

I scowled at him and we talked about r into the nearest clothing store. Flynn looped his arm around mine.

We turned a corner and at the end of the aisle I saw him. My ex.

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Author's Note:

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