Dangerous.

On My Own.

I log on to my instagram and plop on my bed. '50 likes, 1 new follower' the device says. I slide open my curtains and change into my comfortable clothes. I scrub my face with acne wash and turn sime music on. One of my favorites come out; The XX together. This song brings back memories from my recent break up about a month ago. His name was Chance and we had a rocky relationship he was always out smoking weed with his friends and was in jail all the time. I decided to leave him, he acted as if he was single. We lasted for three months.

Once i'm done washing my face I decide i'll shower in about ten minutes. For the time being i'll have a mini photo shoot for my blog on Tumblr. I'm not on it much, but when I am a post a heap of pictures.

I strip my clothes and let down my hair as I take a step in my shower. While in the shower my phone is on shuffle. I listen to music in the shower so it won't be so quiet. I'm a loud person what can I say?

My hair is pulled back into the towel and I lay on my bed thinking what will happen tomorrow at school. I fall asleep without knowing and leave the curtain open.

I slap my alarm quiet when it blasts in my ears. I don't like getting up early but i'll get used to it. I'm pretty lazy this morning so I put my hair in a ponytail and wear my new blouse with some purple skinnies. I think I look good for once.

There is fog outside so I'm grateful I didn't straighten or curl my hair. It always frizzes up in this weather.

I meet Erika in the same place as yesterday, this will probably be our meeting spot for the year. We decide to take a walk around campus since there's pretty much nothing to do in school but go to class. Somehow we end up in the parking area. I see that boy again. Harry. He's wearing tight skinny jeans and a white v-neck. He looks. . . hot kinda. The white shirt shows his tattoos but I can't really tell what they are from afar.

The first bell rings and he's already sitting in his seat. I walk nervously to my stool and sit down. "Liked checking me out?" he smirks. "What?" I choke. "You know you liked it." he winks and turns to the teacher. I gulp. He's so mysterious but i'm attracted. The rest of the class period results in filling in work sheets and assignments.

Before I know it Harry is out on the same que as the bell. I'm confused but walk to health alone. Erika didn't come to pick me up, weird. I walk in to health and wait for Erika's arrival but she doesn't show up. I send her a text before the teacher arrives and she replies shortly saying she had to go change her pants for a girl issue. Mainly her period. She was doomed wearing those white shorts. The class goes by with her arriving the last five minutes typical her.

I attend the class I didn't go to yesterday; Algebra. I don't like it but I have good skills. The teacher looks young in about his twenties. He's tall maybe the same height as Harry. I can't stop thinking about this boy. I barely know him yet he's in my mind. I have to stop. Mr.Carnegie is his name. The teacher stares at me the whole class period. Creeper. The bell rings and we're free to go.

I spot Erika's car in the distance and walk over. She's not there so I wait. I'm startled by a Guy popping out of nowhere behind me. "Hey there pretty girl." he says grabbing my behind. I turn and he is way taller than me about 2 inches. He comes closer to me pinning me against the door of some black truck. Shit. "Get the fuck away from her." Harry says.