Okay. I admit it. I am lazy af.
This part is unedited, like a few others. I just want to warn you because I have a feeling that this chap will be hell. Anyways, enjoy!!! Xoxoxoxo -Annie
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~~~~SARAH JAY POV~~~~~
I slam my locker shut, to see Asher's face against the other locker, smirking. "You're not mad?" I ask hopefully. "Of course not." He says. "But you didn't wait for me." We say at the exact same time. This has me giggling and him grinning. "We could be siblings!" I laugh.
Asher frowns slightly at this and turns away. I look at him curiously, but the bell rings and as I head to Math, my eyeballs almost pop out of my head. The Math Final.
After math, I'm almost pulling my hair out of my head. Ive never been this unprepared- though I was probably more prepared than the rest of the kids in my class.
I knew the answers, but my lack of confidence has me questioning every single strategy I used. I slump back against a row of lockers and decide to do something unheard of on my part and skip Science.
As I leave my head in my hands against the lockers, I realize that it's already halfway through second period. Then, I see Asher walk past me, not noticing me at first. He goes to round the corner, as I see his eyebrows knit together. He walks backwards, double taking as he sees me.
"Woah. Skipping class. Tsk tsk." Asher jokes. "Oh yeah? What are you doing than?" I ask accusingly. "I'm allowed to to do this because I'm as you call me first class bad boy." Asher smirks smugly as he runs his hands through this hair and puts his shades down.
He sits down next to me. "What going on, SarBear?" He asks me. I'm not sure if he's looking me in the eye, I think he is but his shades are too dark to tell. "Don't call me that. Go away." I sigh. "Oh stop it, you know you love me." he says cockily. I do.
Wait what? As a friend, as a friend, as a friend. I reassure myself a million times.
"As a friend." I whisper to myself. "What?" he questions, not hearing me. "Nothing just talking to myself." I say quickly. He nods,"Crazy SarBear." I roll my eyes,"I was so unprepared for my math final." I admit. "Thinking of me, were you?" He asks. Yes. "No." I lie.
"But seriously, that's what you're all worked up about? A measly grade? Sulking won't change it." Asher teases me. He's right, it won't. "I know." I say. "We should get out of here. Have some more fun. We can skip the rest of the day and just hang out." Asher suggests. I glance to see Adam and Kayla skipping class together. Adam never skipped classes, or did he?
They both stop when they notice me. "Sarah!" they gasp at the same time. I roll my eyes. "Hey." I finally say. Asher looks steaming with anger, clenching his fists so that I can see the white in his knuckles. "Calm down." I say to him, putting a hand on his arm. Asher and Adam locks eyes, both of them breathing heavily. I stand up, so does Asher.
"Adam. Kayla. You guys should go." I tell them. Kayla nods and starts walking away. Adam is frozen in place. Asher and I turn the other way, beginning to walk off, when my arm is grabbed, spinning me in the other direction.
I face Adam, his hand still on my arm. His warmth is unbelievable. He pulls me closer to him. I notice Kayla over his shoulder, her eyes wide as her mouth drops, gasping. My chest is touching to Adam's, and our arms are around each other. I hear Asher's deep and heavy breathing behind me. Adam pulls me even closer, which seemed impossible, but it wasn't. I gaze into his dreamy emerald green eyes that have the depth of a thousand seas. "I love you Sarah Jay." He whispers, pulling me into a kiss. He kisses me gentle and soft, but passionately. I begin to kiss him back, feeling so happy, but then I'm not. I realize so suddenly that it hurts, a pang in the chest. For me, the spark is gone. I don't love Adam Lockheart anymore. I pull away, and his face fills with confusion. He doesn't break his eyes away from me as I apologize and run away, past Asher but still in the same direction he was going to head.
Crying, I sit myself on the blue bench. I don't know where or what or who my life should be, and I'm confused. Gazing at the blue warming sky, an arm wraps around my shoulders. I glance to my right, expecting to see Asher, oh Asher, a face that I can trust and open up to.
Instead I see Adam. Where was Asher? Where was Kayla? Anybody but Adam. I can't face him right now, I just can't. But I do.
"Hey." he smiles. Oh, the smile. The smile that I fell in love with months ago. "Hi." I squeak meekly. "I just want everything back to how it used to be. With me and you. I shouldn't have snapped like that, it was hardly cheating. It really wasn't at all. You guys probably passed out and ended up that way. So I'm sorry." Adam apologizes. But we didn't. We held hands. Knowingly, we cuddled and held hands. And it felt amazing.
I nod. "Does that mean..?" A grin breaks out on Adam's face. I hadn't felt the spark, but maybe I just need to give him another chance. Another chance was all our relationship needs, right? "Yes, Adam Lockheart. I'll go out with you again." I smile faintly. He pulls me into a tight hug, and I feel protected, complete. I feel like myself again. Just not as protected and complete and myself as I am when I'm with Asher. Don't say that.
I glance up at him. I feel like my secure, sweet, safe, nerdy goody two shoes self again. The girl who acted perfect in front of everyone and never said what she felt. But that isn't me anymore, I ignore this realization.
Asher takes his car and I take mine. We haven't spoken since I ran away from the kiss. He doesn't know. He just hasn't gotten the chance to speak to me, and I know that he will eventually. When I get home, I run up to my room after recognizing the mustang parked in front of my house.
He's in my room, smirking on my bed. "I bet you told him off real good." Asher smirks at me, referring to Adam. I bite my lip, and his smirk falls. "Wait.. What's going on?" He asks me, a look of confusion spread across his face. I roll my tongue around in my mouth, looking for the right words. I know there is only one way to say it and it's just coming out with it. It will sound harsh and hurtful, but I must get it over with.
A minute of silence passes. Asher stands up, knowing that I'm about to speak. "Adam is my boyfriend again." I say, just above a whisper. A look of hurt, anger, and confusion spreads across Asher's gorgeous face.
"What?" Asher grits his teeth. "Sorry. I just.. I miss him and want everything back to normal." I admit, sighing quietly. "What about the cuddle?" Asher asks, "That was nothing, right?" "We don't speak about that. Anyway, why would you care? Bad boys like you can't love." I bit my lip. "Right." Asher says angrily. "Asher-" I begin, but he's gone. He climbs nimbly down the side of my house and not a second passes before I hear a mustang zooming away.
Wait, I love you.
No I don't! No I don't! Shut up stupid head, I love Adam remember? If anything, I love Asher as a friend.
Yeah, sure. Why am I lying to myself.
I flip back onto my bed and drown myself in studies and Metallica.
Tell me how you guys like it! Please comment and vote! Sorry that sucked so bad and that it was so short. I literally hate Sarah Jay right now. Anyway, love ya all!!! Xoxoxo -Annie
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Bad Boys Can't Love
Genç Kurgu(I'll fix my description later being that Im not too sure where this is going) Bad boys should be avoided, right? After all, their main goal is just to break hearts and play games. They are called bad for a reason. Sarah Jay has told herself this...
