It was Bryan.
It was Bryan.
How? Why would he sit next to me?
"Hey. Thanks." I say, smiling softly.
His blue eyes look at my gently, and then he smiles.
He puts his hand on my cheek and I can feel my face heating up.
"Bryan.. this is wrong." I say, feeling slightly uncomfortable, my heart racing.
"I know. And that's why it's so right." He smirks, and kisses me.
Our lips collide quickly and I pull away.
"I'm sorry. This is wrong. I'm not gonna let myself hurt you again." My bus suddenly halts to my house.I run off the bus, my eyes tearing up. Today is finally Friday. Thank god. It's been a week full of getting blackmailed and boys. Ugh.
Why are boys so rough?
I've never experienced anything like this. Two boys fighting over me? More like I've fought over two boys.
Like I said, long story. I destroy every relationship that gets handed to me.
I walk inside and run to my room.
I plug my phone into a speaker and blast some loud rock music to make me feel better.
I headbang and dance around like an idiot and then I remember who my neighbor is.
I see him watching me and laughing, and I shut my curtains abruptly.
Tyler, I swear to everything.
I go back to my dance session and dance to my hearts content.
I take out my contacts while screaming lyrics, or if you want to call it singing that's what you can call it, and put on my thick black framed glasses and put my hair up in a messy bun.
I decide to turn on Ariana Grande's new album, Dangerous Woman.
"I'm so GREEDY WOOOH!" I sing loudly while I twirl around the room.
Welp, I'm sorry this is kind of lame, but it'll get much juicer. You're finally getting to know Noelle. :)
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Novela JuvenilNoelle Marshall never asked for help. But when Tyler Hollande takes it upon himself, she'd never guess what'll happen next.