This chapter is dedicated to my lovely reader 97sheri .
_________________I know, I know, I know you were never mine to call. But my heart is so stupid. It still hurts to see you with someone else.
-Author
_________________Paris's POV
Not again - I thought as my alarm went off. I mean like seriously? Who invented school? I am gonna crush him. I hit the snooze button and went to sleep again.
45 minutes later...
Crap. I hit the snooze button more than I should had.
I groaned as I pushed myself off the bed. I hurriedly took a shower and pulled it into a messy hair after drying. I was running late so I grabbed the first thing my hands reached which was a black legging a red and black check shirt dress I put on some white converse. I know it doesn't match but right now I didn't have time to think about it.
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I walked down the hallway to my next class pushing through the crowd then suddenly I saw Aden and his so called girlfriend for one day making out.
I stopped dead in my tracks. My jaw dropped a bit and tears formed in my eyes. It was like someone just stabbed me in my heart. A sharp pain went through my heart. My hands started trembling.
I watched as Aden kissed that blonde passionately. Suddenly he looked up while kissed that blonde's neck. He stared dead into my eyes. His eyes were cruel, hard and cold. It was almost as if he wanted to kill me. His cold electric blue eyes sent down shivers through my entire body.
I couldn't stand it anymore. So, I turned around and took a opposite way to reach my classroom.
But as much as I hate to admit it. I didn't know what venom was until I looked at the way he looked at me.
I wiped away the tears with the back of my hand.
How could he do this? Can't he just realize that i like him so much?
It hurts so much. I felt like dying. A lump formed in my throat and I felt like I couldn't breath. I wanted to disappear in thin air.
But then again
He was never mine.
I let out a deep breath.
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I listened attentively to what the teacher was saying. It was literature and goes from above my head. I tried to understand but failed several times.
"Pst. Pst." Someone called from behind me.
I turned around only to lock eyes with that beautiful creature.
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