The Bad Boy, My Soulmate?? *REWRITTEN*

(15) Surprise

Another day of the hell called school and it's Monday again and music class...

I barely got through math, even if Joy is on my side.

But cooking was just awkward.

"Bree, can you please talk with Shay! It's so annoying to be your messager!!" Joy said.

"Fine... How is your boyfriend!?" Bree asked angry.

"He's NOT my boyfriend and he will never be!!" I yelled.

"Oh, you were just his little toy or what?!?" She yelled and it felt like something was ripped out of my body. My heart.

With those words, my tears came back and I ran out of the kitchen

--Mason's POV--

I was watching everything and I'm sooo sorry for what I've done and I feel so bad.

I wanted to go after her, but I'm the last person she wants to see right now.

--Bree's POV--

Oh gosh... What did I say?! Why did I say that?!

I  felt so bad, so I ran after her

"I'm sorry!!" I apologized.

She was sitting on the floor, crying and I felt eben worse because I knew it was my fault.

I decided to sit down next to her.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking!! I was just mad that you left me behind" I tried to explain my stupid actions.

She was still crying but she laid her head on my shoulder and kept crying.

"What happened??" I asked concerned.

She told me the entire story and that she met Joy like this. My rage for Mason grew every single second. I felt like pulling out all of his piercings the most hurtful way I could imagine.

--Shay's POV--

It felt good to tell her about everything. I was glad that the lying to her was finally over.

"I'm so sorry!!" She said and I knew she meant it.

"Thanks, we should go inside" I said and got up. I didn't want to, but I also didn't want us to get into any trouble.

We went back inside, with the whole class staring at us. I immediately felt uncomfortable again.

"What are you looking at!?" Bree yelled angry and everybody got back to what they were doing

Then music class was next and I just wanted to go home and not go there

Joy isn't in there and Bree is sitting on the other side of the classroom and I'm sitting next to Mason....

"Okay, we have a performance by Mason King" Mrs. Emerson-Hunter said

He got up and sat down in front of the class with his guitar. I knew it was his, because it had that symbol on it

"This song I wrote to say something and I hope you'll understand what I mean"

"A hundred days have made me older

Since the last time that I saw your pretty face

A thousand lies have made me colder

And I don't think I can look at this the same

But all the miles that separate

Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

I'm here without you, baby