Bobbi's pov.
Maybe I should ask if he wants to talk about?
But sometimes silence might be the best thing right now.
"Is it okay if we just listen to music or something." He interrupted.
"Um do you have your phone with you right now?" I asked Josh.
He pulled it out and placed it in my hand.
"The password is 3476."
I looked at him with a confused expression.
"I can trust you Bobbi." He chuckled.
I smiled at his comment.
As I look through all of his apps I finally spotted Spotify. As I found my playlist the first song is Undo by The 1975. I plugged the earphones in and gave one ear bud to Josh.
"Hey that looks good." Josh nudged pointing to my dinner on my desk.
I looked at it with disgust.
You don't need it Bobbi. You're way to fat.
Out of nowhere my stomach starts to grumble again.
"Are you going to eat it?"
"Oh um no I'm not hungry." I lied.
"Oh."
Out of nowhere Josh starts laying down, pulling me down as well.
"I'm tired clumsy."
"Me too."
As I started humming the beat I feel Josh's fingers playing with my hair. I turn towards him now facing him, to see those brown dark hazel eyes. His hand moves away from my hair and he starts carrassing my cheek. I couldn't help but close my eyes and enjoy it.
He's gonna break your heart. He doesn't care for you.
"Can we cud-
All of a sudden there is a knock at my door.
Holy shit.
I bolted up like lightning, and ran over to my door to lock it.
"You have to go." I whispered to Josh.
"But I don't want to." He murmered not caring whatsoever.
"Open this door right now young lady." My mom snapped.
"Hide in my closet." I whispered.
Josh runs into my closet and closes the door.
I sighed in relief and unlocked the door so my mom can come in.
"What are you doing." She asked.
Nothing at all just hanging out with the boy you told me to stay away from.
"Nothing just um reading a book."
"Look Bobbi I know you would never get a detention because of talking in class.You never talk. Have you been seeing the boy next door?"
Yes.
"No."
"Are you lying Bobbi?"
Yes.
"No."
"Okay.... Did you do the thing I taught yo-
"Yes." I interrupted looking down not wanting to talk about it.
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The Troubled Ones
Teen Fiction"We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all."-The Breakfast Club ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A girl that doesn't eat, a boy that cuts.
