That Girl

Well That Happened

Thomas was still kissing me. I stopped touching him. He whined on my lips.

"Tmm... W..e... Have... T..o......go." I said between kisses. He started to kiss me harder. I pulled away.

"Thomas!" He looked at me and smiled, "Yes?" I rolled my eyes, "We have to go to class!" He pecked my lips. "Fine." He picked me up in his arms and opened the door.

"THOMAS PUT ME DOWN!" He laughed, "Never." I wiggled, "What if someone thinks we-"

"Thomas?" Brenda said. He put me down slowly. "What do you think your doing?"

"What should I do?" I whispered to Thomas. "Run." He tapped my butt and I quickly walked to my class.

~Thomas's POV~

Teresa "ran" off.

"Thomas! What's going on?" She screamed. "I have to get to class. I'll talk to you when schools over." I said and walked away. I could hear her screaming my name over and over.

I was luckily in the same class as Teresa.

"Thomas. Why are you late?" The teacher asked. "I just got caught up, Miss." She nodded. I went over to Teresa and took a seat.

"Hey." She said smiling. Man! I love when she smiles! "Hey." I said back. I took her hand and put it with mine.

During class, she played with my fingers when she got bored. I wiggled my hand away to get a paper the teacher was handing out. Leaving Teresa's palm upright, waiting for my hand. After I placed the paper down, I looked down at her hand. I saw the scars near her wrists. I gently picked her hand up and rubbed my thumb over the scars. The memories from that night, still gives me nightmares. I just kept staring at the scars.

~Teresa's POV~

Tom was staring at the scars. I didn't want him too. He thinks that night is his fault. I flipped my hand over so he couldn't see them anymore. I put my elbow on my desk so I could place my head on my hand.

Thomas was surprised by my actions. He went back to his work. He put his hand on my thigh and rubbed circles around it. Eventually, the bell rang. It was the end of the day!!

Thomas brought me outside the school building. "Teresa, are you mad at me?" He asked. "No why would you ask?" He put his head down. "No reason."

"Thomas! Babe. You said you would talk to me now." Brenda walked up. "Why is the suicidal bitch here?" Thomas looked at her with disgust. "Don't call her that." He yelled. "That's what you called her!" She spat. Thomas called me a sducidal bitch? I wanted to cry. I started to back away. Thomas grabbed me.

"Brenda! Don't start shit that isn't real." He said. "Then don't be with someone who's not real." She said pointing at me.

Thomas almost jumped on her when Minho pulled him back. "What's going on? Don't hit your girlfr- girl that's a friend.... Oh hey Teresa." Minho said awkwardly.

"I think MY boyfriend was making out with that bitch." She said pointing at me, "In the janitors closet." She finished. "Woah THOMESA?????????" Minho asked jumping. "I mean. Wait. Brenda's your girlfriend. That's cold bro." Minho corrected himself.

"Listen Brenda. I don't like you like that any more." Thomas said. "You ar-"

Brenda was cut off by stella slamming her lips onto hers.

Thomas, Minho and I looked at each other in surprise of what just happened.

Thomas took my hand and pulled me away. Minho followed.

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