Impossible Possibilities

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"Fight it, take the pain, ignite it
Tie a noose around your mind
Loose enough to breath fine and tie it to a tree tell it, you belong to me, this ain't a noose
This is a leash and I have news for you
You must obey me" - Twenty Øne Pilots

Chapter 13:

I think my body was paralyzed as I stood there contemplating his fingers on my wrist, body against mine, and my reflection in his dark pearls.

His eyes were like marbles. Glossy with little colorful sparks.

I think lots of girls would kill to have Kris pin them against walls, I would too if I didn't know better. He wasn't the most popular, but he definitely had people, I mean girls, adore him for his dark short tousled hair and devious smirk. But, that smirk annoyed me the most. It boiled my blood to the max.

I slowly walked up the stairs to the locker room. His words were still ringing in my ears. If he didn't get me fired then who could've it been. No one was around to see me with the dirt. Did they have cameras or something.

When I got to the room, all the lights were off inside making all the lockers blend in with the hollow darkness. I seemed to be the only one in there because of the lack of movement and sound.

I pushed it aside and used my phone flashlight. Half way to my locker though, all the lights flicked back on. Must have something to do with motion.

I put in my locker combination and took out my gym stuff and put the lock back on, and walked out.

I put the gym bag into my main locker so I could get out quicker after school. The locker room, the halls, the school in general, was a crowded place after the last bell.

My footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as I made my way to the cafeteria.

I got lunch, which was a waste since I lost my appetite after taking a single glance at the greasy slice of pizza. No pizza is waayyy better then school pizza.

The usual lunch table with the twins, and Isaac was buzzing. Brandon and Caleb were missing from our lunch squad but that was nothing new because they were barely seen now that they were a thing.

"Coraaallll!, nice of you to finally show up to lunch." Isaac joked and patted my head when I sat down next to him

I rolled my eyes and turned to the twins.

"Hey, are you going to the party after school?" Ashlee beamed.

"What party-" I trailed off when I remembered Delilahs text.
This was the same party, surely.

"Logan Bakers. Aren't you guys friends? You should come, were going." She smiled at her sister. I wonder what having a twins like, I'm sure if I had one, we'd always be fighting.

"Friends. Yeah right." I scoffed. Logan wouldn't want me at his party, and I had no interest in going.

"You can go with me, it'll be a lot of fun." Isaac offered.

"No, it's okay. I really don't like parties, especially if Logan Bakers the host."

"Aww, why not? You can stick with us, Logan personally invited us. I mean, he asked us to come. That's gotta be something because most people are going regardless they know him or not." Lexie said.

I smiled at her cutely. "I really can't. I have to help my mom with something, I'm going to be busy all day." I pursed my lips and lied. I didn't want to tell them about Jaiden because they'd have a lot of questions, and Isaac's smart mouth always had something negative to say. Nevertheless, I still liked his company most of the time because we never took each other seriously and always bickered, but it was light hearted. All in good fun.

"Ohhhh." They both cooed and Isaac flung his left arm over my shoulders.

"Haun you're going to miss out." He said a little too close to my face. I shrugged and zoned out. Stealing glances from Kris' lunch table. Besides him, Logan, and all the other jocks, there was a flock of girls I'd never payed attention to before. Most were standing around talking to the guys.

I was sure they were the bimbos of Warren. You know, the typical group of snotty girls you see in movies and read about. Every school had them, it was natural of course because every school has cliques. I am an exception though because I don't like most of the students and I don't think there's a clique for people like me. I was the scattered debris among all the other wallflowers.

Kris would never like a airhead that collected nights with reckless jocks like trophies and proceeded to brag about them. He wasn't a typical jock that slept around. He wasn't a jock at all. I think he's just someone that comes off as rude and self-obsessed because of the wreckage that comes from his emotions, or mind, or whatever. I'm not so great at sounding poetic, as you can tell. But maybe, Kris really isn't that bad.

Or maybe, all of what I see in him, all the good, is just a fragment of the superficial image I've made of him in my mind.

Maybe I wanted him to be someone just looking for a savior. And then maybe, he could find me. And all of this could have an happy ending.

But then again, the lost and helpless Kris who was looking for something, only existed in my mind and I really, then only realized that maybe I did like him. I had actual feelings for him.

And in the time that had gone by, I'd made up this perfect edition of Kris Margott and sometimes, I was helplessly into him.

It was too bad that the Kris across the cafeteria was nothing like the Kris Margott that lived in my desires.

In the end, I hoped those forbidden feelings would reside somewhere really, really deep because I wanted to hate him.

and I did. I had to. Because Kris would never fall for someone like me.

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I hoped I wasn't overdressed or under dressed for whatever I was going to do with Jaiden. I studied my appearance for the last time in the mirror that hung behind my bathroom door. I was wearing a grey shirt and a black and white flannel that came down mid thigh with black shorts.

I'd wore a huge sweatshirt with the shorts to school but decided to change my top and put on a black tattoo choker in hopes of looking a little more presentable.

I got my phone and closed my bedroom door before walking down the stairs. Jaiden had texted me saying he was waiting downstairs.

I was excited, a second date. That's the furthest I'd been with a guy so far.

No one was home besides me so I put on my white converse and slipped out of the house.

Jaiden's white sentra was parked across the street. He waved at me as I crossed the pavement over to his car.

"Hey." He said and formed a bright genuine grin. I said hey back and sat in the passenger seat.

He started driving. The car looked new. All the machinery upfront looked pristine, and the air held the "just out of the showroom" scent. I didn't ask about it though, I wanted to.

"So where're we going?" I asked.

"We're going." He glanced at me, smirking playfully. "I'll tell you in a sec." He finished his sentence and turned onto a new
street.

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hi everyone ! this is a short chapter but things are going to happen in the next chapter. unless I get lazy, jk lol. well anyways, i hope you enjoyed that chapter and lets hope chapter fourteens really really entertaining.

who do you want Coral to end up with? Jaiden or Kris? or is there someone else you see her with?

whoever it is! let me know in the comments and dont forget to vote !! ✈