The Third Year

Chapter 25

Hey guys! Thanks for being patient with me as I got this chapter up. It's been a busy few days so I haven't had much time to write, but I managed to find some tonight:) This chapter is super rough, but I hope to go back and fix it later, so bare with me!! Thanks for sticking with me and please read, vote, comment, fan, etc! Love you guys! XOXO

Song used is That's My Kind of Night by Luke Bryan. Video is attached :)

Chapter 25

Ivy’s POV

I walked down the hall towards my locker, brushing against people who were all anxiously trying to get out of school on this Friday afternoon. I had just left my final class, Art, where I had been developing photos in the darkroom the entire class period so I was unable to check my phone. When I had finished up and the bell had rung, I grabbed my phone out of my bag and headed down the halls. Opening up my messages, I saw I had four unopened texts.

I skimmed through who they were from, opening the first from Jackie.

Hey girl! I want an update on u and M!! call me l8r?

I hit reply, texting her I would call her later after dinner. I opened the second message from Oakley.

Staying after school4study session. Ill get a ride. c u at home.

Got it.  I replied back. I glanced up as I approached my locker. Stuffing my phone under my arm, I spun my locker combo and opened the door. Grabbing the books I would need to do my homework, I closed my locker and rummaged through my bag for my car keys.

Pulling them out, I wrapped the lanyard around my finger and went back to checking my messages as I walked down the halls to my car, keys jingling. The next message was from Michael.

Hey hope ur feeling better. U seemed a bit off this AM…u ok?

Sighing, I went to the last message, deciding to call him later and explain everything about Cole. I didn’t want him to over react or anything – especially since I was sure what we were yet – so it would be best to hear it from me, rather than read it from me.

I opened the last message just as I saw the doors up ahead that led outside. I saw the message was from Cole. I smiled as I opened it.

Hey Baby V! im gonna try &find u after school so we can go get a coffee:)

I hit reply and started texting him back to say I would meet him by the car, when a warm arm slung around my shoulders. I jumped in shock, whipping to my left, wondering who had so rudely popped my personal space bubble. About to punch whoever it was in the face, I took in the familiar grey blue eyes in front of me, sighing in relief.

“Cole! What the poop?” I asked, leaning into him as my nerves calmed themselves.

He laughed. “Still don’t curse, huh, Baby V?” he teased. I rolled my eyes as we pushed through the doors, blinking in the bright sunlight.

“No, Cole, I don’t. I think there are better word choices,” I stated matter of factly. He just laughed as we approached my car.

Cole dropped his arm from my shoulder as he rushed ahead to the car. I instantly felt the absence of his arm, but it was different than with Michael. When Michael was gone, I almost felt like I was cold or missing a piece of myself, where with Cole it just felt like a brotherly, protector kind of comfort that had gone away temporarily.

I walked to the driver’s side, unlocking the car and hopping in. I put the keys in the ignition as Cole hopped in, bouncing in his seat like a toddler.