God this bitch is so fucking annoying. I should've just turned around without questioning James.
I hate this. She just makes me want to bang my head on the table until I pass out. We were sitting at the food court by the Pizza Palace Restaurant. We've been sitting here for an hour and a half, but she just won't shut up. She would only keep her eyes on James and she would cut me off every time I want to say something. But I couldn't lie she was a beautiful girl. Blonde locks coming down to her mid-back and she did have a nice shape, well her shape was better then the shape I have, if I even have a shape. Her eyes were dark brown and she had long eye lashes that make her eyes bigger. I think she is a junior.
And this girl is named Megan, Megan Smith. Her parents are wealthy and would do anything to make their daughter happy but she is actually never happy for what she has. Like last year, she got a brand new Ferrari and she had a big fit because it didn't have a sun roof. And when they got her another one she complained that it wasn't the color she wanted. Jessica told me that Megan tries to act popular and she always hangs around her. Megan is also a snobby bitch too. If you say 'Hi' to her she'll either roll her eyes, give you a dirty look or give you a rude comment.
"-Do you want to eat?"
I got out of my day dream and looked at James.
"What did you say?"
"Let's just go, the little bitch isn't even paying attention."
I knocked that slut down and punched her repeatedly, in my thoughts. Why should I even bother? I look down at the ground and stayed quiet. She's just a waste of time. I didn't want say anything anyway. . . I only speak my thoughts out to people I am comfortable with; like Jessica and James. Maybe Ryder but I don't recall annoying complaining whore on my list. I lost my train of thoughts by hearing a loud slap.
I look up and see James' hand over his left cheek. Megan got up from her seat and walked away from our table, mad. She was clutching on her two hundred dollar purse under her armpit and trying her best to walk perfectly with the heels she was wearing. I turned my head and looked back at James. His whole left cheek was red and swelled up. That is going to turn into a bruise. I felt bad.. I didn't do anything when my soon to be step-brother just got slapped, by a girl. He couldn't do anything. Ohhh but that whore is going to meet the bitchy Tyler. Wait why am I am thinking when my soon to be step-brother has a swelled red cheek.
"C'mon James, we should put a icepack on that." I got up and stood in front of him. I offered my hand to him but he got up and walked past by me. Huh? I turn my heel and see James a couple of stores away from the foodcourt. I started walking and look around the mall. I shove my hands in my pockets and look straight but I don't see James anywhere.
I started walking faster and head to the exit of the mall doors. I open the doors and look around the parking lot. Fuck. I don't know what car James has.
I sit on a bench hoping that James will come and pick me up.
* * *
Two fucking hours passed and no buses came, no James, or no Jessica. And Jessica is always at the mall. I've been texting James for the pass hour and he hasn't still replied. I called him. Nothing. I sent him voicemails. Nothing. Great now how am I suppose to get home? Walk? This is all because of Megan. No this is all because of me if I listened to James I wouldn't be here hoping someone will come. At least it isn't raining. All of a sudden my hair wet.
Are you fucking kidding me! What's next? Some random car is going to show up here for me?
This is so fucking ridiculous!
I get a message from James.
"I'm in front of the mall."
I look around and see James' car in front of me. I quickly get up from the soaking wet bench and run to the red colored car. I opened the passenger door and plopped on the seat. I took off my shoes and my sweater. I pull my wet stinky hair into a messy bun and lean back on the seat. I closed my eyes and sighed. What a day.
I hope this never happens ever again.
* * *
Finally home! I quickly opened the door and ran into my creepy house. I run upstairs to my room and shut the door.
I should really apologize to James for not doing anything when that thing we call Megan slapped him and I should thank him for bringing me here. But also yell at him for leaving me at the mall, not answering calls, messages, or voicemails.
But first I need a shower. A nice warm comforting shower. Then I could do that other stuff.
I take off my soggy shirt and throw it in my hamper and I slip off my now ruined jeans, reaching through the back pocket was a note. It was dry? But it was raining? How? Never mind. I open the note which revealed a number and useless words that Ryder wrote:
You'll need this, because you can't stand being without me. xox
(925)-583-4716
P.S. Your ass is so firm and cute. ;)
-RyderWhat an ass. I roll my eyes and throw my jeans in the hamper and put the note on my night stand. I look down, realizing that I'm only in my undergarments. I'm surprised my bra and panties aren't wet.
My door swung open and I covered my body. It was James. His back was turned slowly quietly closing my door. He turned around and his eyes immediately became wide. He covered his eyes.
"I am so sorry. I just wanted to talk to you. I didn't expect this happening."
"It's fine. Let me just get changed real quick."
Great so much for a shower. I grab baggy sweatpants and a lose shirt and walk to my bathroom.
I get changed and walk back out and see James sitting on my bed.
"You wanted to talk?"
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