Temptation

Chapter 18

I walk out of the now empty classroom and try to process in my mind what had just happened. She pushed me, yelled at me and practically threatened to show around a picture that wasn't even me.

I wish I never moved here. I wish my parents weren't getting divorced. I wish I would just be able to be happy; just for once.

I don't tell anyone about what happened between Tiffy and I and walk into the cafeteria to meet Abby. I see her at the table and I go to sit down.

"Hey Be-Woah." She gasps.

"Are you okay? Your bleeding." I bring my hand to my head and she's right. I quickly get up ad rub out of the cafeteria and into the bathroom. I clean the blood off of my forehead and rest my hands on each sides of the sink and take a deep breath. The bathroom door flies open and Abby jogs towards me.

"What the hell happened?!" She yells, making the room echo.

I sigh and look at her. "Tiffy thinks that something is going on between Harry and I." I look back into the mirror make sure the blood is all gone.

"Well is there?" She asks.

"What? No!" I get defensive and she puts her hands up in surrender.

"Sorry. But Tiffy is one of Harry's sex partners, and I think she always had some type of feelings towards him.-" I furrow my eyebrows together. "And I guess since you and Harry have been hanging out a lot she might be getting the wrong impression." She finishes.

It still disgusts me how harry sleeps with girls just for the hell of it. Sex should have a meaning, you don't just do that for pleasure as have no meaning toward it..it's just not right.

"We're not spending a lot of time together; I'm just helping him study for the math test tomorrow." I tell her. She frowns and starts laughing.

"Bethany, Harry has an A in math, he doesn't need help." She laughs again and I shake my head. I'm so confused.

"Then why did he ask me to help him study?"

"Maybe he wants to replace Tiffy with you." Once those words come out of her mouth I step back. No way! I wouldn't have sex with Harry.

"Well that's not going to happen." I walk over to the bathroom door and leave to go back into the cafeteria to eat my lunch.

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I take my seat down in my English class and mrs. Smith starts discussing a new project that we'd have to be working on.

"You will have a week to complete this assignment. I will pair you up with a partner and you will each ask each other questions to help identify what their personality is like. Then, you will write a paper stating if your observation of that person was correct or not." She smiles to us and starts calling out names for the groups. After a couple of people are assigned I hear my name being called.

"Bethany..." She begins and looks around the room to find someone I could work with. "And Uhh Harry." She points to him and then goes back to sit in her desk. "You can all start now but after today this project will be done on your own time." I pick up my bag and walk over to the empty desk that is next to Harry.

"What's on your head?" He shift closer to me to get a better look and squints his eyes. I cover it with my hand and get the pen and start writing my name on a price of paper. I don't answer him and I could see his eyes burning into me.

"Tell me." He demands. His eyes are turning dark again and my heart starts to race.

"I slipped a-" he cuts me off.

"Bull-fucking-shit" he raises his voice a little and makes me jump.

"Let's get this project started." I say and turn to look at my blank piece of paper.

"No, we can do it tonight."

"I already told you I can't, my dad-" I start.

"Let me know when he leaves." He says. He's always cutting me off and it gets me infuriated. I hate when people don't let me finish talking.

The rest of the class was quiet and he didn't speak to me again after that. My mom picked me up after school and basically started talking about my choice. I told her that if be living with her for now until I can actually make a full decision.

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