It's been 4 days since the stitch and I still can't put it together. It seemed like Quinn had some weird, strong connection with each place that she shot people. But what I didn't get is why would someone that hates her kill her if they knew she was crazy enough time kill them first. My gosh! How did my mom go through labor and still work here! Right after she had me. Literally. But right now the stitch is the last thing on my mind. I have bigger problems to face. School. I groaned at my clock as it made me get up to turn it off. I put my clock on the other side of the room so that if I want it to stop ringing I have to get my lazy ass up. I rolled my eyes as my dad walked passed and said "rise and shine".
"First of all, I'm already up. Second, nobody says that. Ever. And third, it's raining. There is no sun shine whatsoever.", I said shaking my head at the last one.
"Well someone's on the salty side this morning.", my dad said jolting his head back.
"Sorry. I'm just tired."
"Ha. You just woke up. Is it about the stitch."
"Yeah.", I lied.
"Well don't stress on it too much. You have school so get ready."
"Yay.", I said weakly waving my invisible pompoms.
I looked in my closet for some shoes. I was about to break my neck on deciding Converse or Vans. I took my vans because I only had like 10 more minutes to get ready. I went to grab my favorite salmon-pink shirt. I saw a stain on the bottom, but I was running late. I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut the bottom half. It ended up being a crop, but honestly I didn't care. I grabbed some jeans and almost fell out the doorway trying to put them on. I had 2 minutes. I ran downstairs while quickly putting my hair in a bun that looked like crap. Grayson and London were outside and as I walked towards the car I heard a loud slap follow by an ow that belongs to Grayson's voice.
"Grayson! Don't look at her like that.", London scowled.
"Sorry---hey Rose."
"Hey.", I said quietly; blushing.
We pulled up to the school and London bursted out of the car.
"Hey! That really cute guy from Chemistry said he wanted to talk to me today. I think he's going to ask me out!", she said rapidly.
"Oh my gosh go!", I said pushing her. My smile soon went away when I saw Linc just staring at me smiling and winking. I rolled my eyes and turned around. I looked back a little to see if he was still there. He wasn't so I sighed in relief. Then the relief was gone when I felt a hand intertwined with mine. I look up to the person it belonged to. Grayson.
"Can I hold your hand.", he asked nervously.
"Well your holding it already. Why stop.", I said quietly. I gazed up to see him smiling. I stared at Grayson with goofy smile. I realized it was goofy when he was laughing trying to hold it back. I rolled my eyes and smiled (regularly) as turned around I saw I was already at the door of my first class.
"Oh, well I'll see you later.", I said.
"I hope.", he said quietly smiling. I blushed and went into class putting my head down when walking in. I sat down by London who looked almost disgusted at my glow.
"What's with you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Um...you look like a light bulb."
"Ha, uh well I'm just happy do be at school."
"Um earlier you said that school was gonna be ass because Lincoln is alive and breathing."
"Well I changed my mind about my mood."
"Oh my god! You're not going to go back out with him are you?", she said dramatically.
"Gosh no! Are you kidding.", I said feeling sick. All class I kept thinking of that dirty little rat and how I wished he'd die, and how even hell wouldn't want him. As we walked out after class, I saw Grayson standing in front of my locker. When his gaze met mine he had a genuine smile. I smiled back. Soon I frowned at sloppy wet lips crashing into me.
"Linc! What the fuck?", I said pulling away rubbing my lips.
"C'mon. It's me baby. That thing with Audrey was nothing."
"Ugh! I wish you were never born.", I said gritting my teeth.
"Well baby, I'm here anyway.", he winked.
"Ugh!!! Your birth certificate is just an apology letter from the condom factory!!", I said, just enjoying his face because I knew he wasn't expecting that.
"Alright Rose lets go...before you break his neck.", said London turning me around. I zoomed through the hallway and went into the girls restroom. I went in the stall and sobbed. I got quieter when I heard footsteps coming in. I saw the feet from under the stall and they crawled under to mine.
"Wha---Gray what are you doing.", I said wiping my tears.
"Are you okay.", he asked softly.
"Yeah I'm fine. I--I just hate him so much. Oh if I could just---Grayson.", I said looking on the side of his face.
"It's--it's nothing.", he said turning away.
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5 minutes earlier: Grayson's POV
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"Alright Rose lets go...before you break his neck.", said London. As Rose fled, I looked at Linc. He pissed me off real bad.
"Hey!!!", I said walking towards him.
"Hey, Grayson. My man."
"Don't you ever put you hands on her you son of a bitch!", I said slamming him into the locker.
"Why! Do you like her or something.", he said swinging at me.
"It doesn't matter", I said quietly, looking at him stone cold in the eyes clenching on to his collar against the lockers." That doesn't mean you can touch her. Leave her alone, or you'll regret anytime you spoke to her or touched her.", I said throwing force onto him.
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5 minutes later: Rose's POV
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"And now I'm here.", said Grayson after explaining what happened.
"Oh my god. I can't believe you did that for me.", I said feeling like I was going to cry again. His eyes locked on mine. Soon his eyes slowly met my lips. As our heads were slightly tilted, we heard London come from underneath the stall obnoxiously.
"Hey! You okay----", she said as her voice dipped.
"Uh yeah. I'm great.", I said nervously.
"Ahem! Grayson. Your reason of being...here.", she said waving her arms.
"Oh---um I was just---I was just checking up on her.", he said trying to avoid eye contact with London.
"Mmmhmm.", she said flaring her nose.
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Little Stretch
Teen FictionI have to deal with every shitty thing every teenage girl goes through. Heartbreaks. Mixed emotions. Periods. But there is one thing I'm sure nobody else have to go through. Life or Death.
