Day before the last

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May Im just add that I wrote this when I was around thirteen and had no clear vision of how sixteen year olds act.

I'm currently sixteen and I literally go into 11th grade tomorrow, all I do is binge watch Anne with An E and gorge on carbs.

There are many stupid errors in this fanfic:

-I used my own name
-I described myself (like bruh, this is a fiction book not a biography)
-I used dance because I um personally dance I guess?
-Cringey outfits, need I say more
-They move way too fast for their age
-Spelling, punctuation, grammar, vocab

Katie's POV

"Second last day of being a junior is ending in 5,4,3,2" I whispered from in front of Greg, the bell sounded before I got the chance to say "1."

There was a thick rustling of books and paper, voices echoed around the classroom signalling everyone was ready to leave.

"Kids don't forget that-" but I was already out the door, another second even thinking about math and I was going to throw up. I searched the kids flooding out the door, looking for Greg. And I found him. "Chatting" to little miss perfect, Nancy Arbuckle.

Andre came up to my side and saw what and who, I was glaring at.

"Tell him I'll be outside" I said calmly, my gaze still locked on the pair. I turned on my heel and pushed though the crowds to the front of the school.

There I sat, I didn't exactly feel the best, I wasn't angry at Greg, I wasn't upset with him, I was just...jealous. Jealous of the perfectionist he was talking to.

She was gorgeous; flowing blonde, silky hair, a rich father; with an endless business, that meant endless money, she was popular; friends with everyone, no matter how much she hated them, they'd still be all over her, she was sporty and the best at everything; she did every sport, even if it isn't in this country, she had everything; a car, clothes, handbags, things that hadn't even came out yet, movies, an in ground pool, and everything else.

And there. My boyfriend. The guy I'd fallen in love with. The guy I had spent 3 years with. The guy I saw my future with. Was being put under her spell. The spell she had on all the guys, even some of the girls, and he was close to becoming one of them.

"Hey gorgeous, sorry I was talking to..."Greg stopped as he saw my expression.

"You Nancy Arfu-"

"As funny as the nickname is, I don't think those girls are going to make sure it isn't mentioned to Nancy"he whispered, pointing as the clique of passing girls. Nancy's brats as I called them.

"This is my last night off for 4 days, then I start work" he began, capturing my attention by grabbing my hands in his, "please come to my house and spend it with me."

I couldn't help it, I had to accompany the loser. He flashed me his brilliant grin and I couldn't help but smile, getting up and muttering an almost inaudible "fine."

We started on our walk down the tree lined, quiet but loud streets on our way to the Feders house.

"Oh crap, I've gotta call dad" I exclaimed, whipping my phone out of my pocket and quickly searching for my fathers contact.

"Is he still with that Lizzy chick?" Greg asked, Lizzy was the complete opposite to his new girlfriend. She was like a brunette barbie doll, dumb, shy, oblivious, in my opinion she could've passed up for a blonde.

"Nope" I replied putting the phone up to my ear, "now he's got some girl that I wouldn't even call a gir-oh hey daddy."

"Hey sweetie, how was school?" He asked cheerfully.

"Boring as per usual" I rolled my eyes, "anyway I'm gonna hang with G if that's ok with you this afternoon, please."

"Remember my rules though n-"

"No sex, no drugs, no alcohol, got it, love you, bye" I hung up quickly, Greg was laughing beside me. I shot a questioning look at him, but he just shook his head and took my hand.

We were approaching the house when Greg stopped me out the front. He turned me to face him and I smiled innocently.

"Umm Keithie has been kind of pushing the limits lately, so just uh, don't listen to everything he says" he stuttered out, not exactly looking me in the eye. I used my hand to bring his face to mine.

"I never listen to him, why would I start now?" I stated, he looked like he couldn't take it anymore and kissed me intensely. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his coiled around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I was enjoying the sweet strawberry sensation, when we heard a car horn beep from behind us.

"Your love-fest is blocking the drive way!" Mr Feder shouted from the car, Greg dragged me out of his way and brushed my hair out of my face.

God, I should tell him that I love him.

                        💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

"Kat!" Becky screamed, as I followed Greg through their house.

"Becky!" I replied, using as much enthusiasm as I good. She ran and jumped into my arms, as adorable as ever.

"Look! I made a picture of yours and Greg's wedding!"

There was me, my hair cascading down my back in thick pencil drawn lines. My skin was orange and my dress was white with pink swirls, it was even complete with lace sleeves running down my arms to meet my hands that were clutching Gregs.

Gregs were a deep set orange as well, and his dark hair was all curly, some covering his pinkish forehead, he was wearing a black and white tux with a pink bow tie. We looked awesome!

"Wow Becky!" I exclaimed, "this is amazing!"

She giggled and took the paper from my hands to show her brother. Keithie came running into the kitchen but came to abrupt stop when he saw me, his gaze flickered to Greg and he smirked, looking me up and down, just for Greg's sake.

"Hey Katie" he said, taking an apple from the bowl of fruits.

"Hey Key"

"I still don't see why you're with that"

"Though I see why you're not with anyone"

"Donna's coming around"

"Not for long, with me here" his eyes widened and he left the room, it was only Greg and I left then.

I felt strong arms circle around me from behind, finally alone at last.

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