//////////Stevie pov//////////
I woke up at 6:00. I was going to school early so I can practice running. The big race is in 2 weeks.
I got up put on a black tank top and blue running shorts and grabbed jeans and a I hate morning shirt to put on after practice. I grabbed my phone and iPod with earbuds.
To:TJ
Going to school early, love you!
To:coach
Can I come and practice there?
It was now 6:30 so I had time to practice.
From:Coach
Fine with me.
I ran to school and went to the second track. The first was getting ready for football practice. I went to go see coach first.
"Hey" I greeted.
" hi, you going to practice?"
"Yea"
I went to the track and I had 'some nights' by fun playing. I was singing along with it and the beat was when ever my feet hit the ground. It was 7:15 by the time I check my phone again. I had made it around one more time and then I got a text message.
From:unknown
Look at someone's new friend.
Attached was a picture of some girl and Dylan kissing at the front door. I closed my phone and darted to the front. When I turned the corner there they were and the girl was Samantha, she was head of the cheerleader.
"Dylan" I yelled.
"What"
"I thought we were dating not you and her."
"We are."
"Then why are you kissing her?"
"Because I wanted to."
"We are throw!"
I started to turn but then Dylan grabbed my arm.
"Let me go."
"No, we are dating. I chose when we brake up."
"Will to bad, I am breaking up with you." He squeezed my arm harder.
"We are still dating!"
"No"
He squeezed harder.
"Yes"
"Why"
"Because I said so"
"We'll read my lips 'we are through"
"Nope, I don't care what is it you think. We are still dating."
"No" the pain I felt hurt so bad.
"Let her go!" I heard some one say.
"Why, I and just talking to my girlfriend, right?" He asked me.
"Right" my voice was quiet and wobbly but when I said it he loosened his grip. I am so going to have a bruise there.
"What did you say?" Pain was back.
"Right" I said a little louder.
The other person left and Dylan went to class because the bell had rung.
What did I do to make Dylan hurt me?
I went to class 5 minutes later.
"Where were you?" My teacher asked.
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Teen FictionWho ever said that artist are the shy sensitive type well they haven't met me. Hey, I am Stevie. Today is my birthday. I love to draw and my brother got me a amazing gift. I have a perfect family a older brother, a mom and a dad what will happen wh...