Chapter 7

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It was 7:05 a.m..

I have school, my alarm going off, as I usually wake up later than most because I walk to school and I don't have to catch a bus.

My first hour today was choir, as it changes every other day from PE.

Our choir room is in the high school, seeing as I'm still in middle school, we walk the small distance to the high school.

I heard the bell ring and me and my best friend, Rochelle, ran down the hill to the choir room, hoping not to be late.

As we entered the room, we saw we were the first ones in there, and just laughed as we realized we had ran for no reason.

45 minutes goes by really slow when all you do is sit and listen to other kids sing terribly, did you know that ?

I didn't want to leave this classroom though, because you had band first our and the rooms are right by each other, but I was hoping Mr. H would let us leave early today so I didn't see you.

With my luck, that didn't happen. Me and Rochelle ran out of the room, into the parking lot, when you called my name.

"Jupiter!"

Times he's said my name: 6.

"Oh, hey Landon," I said, trying to walk away.

"Can I have a hug?" You asked my heart stopping.

I immediately hugged you, what a bad idea. Why did I hug him when I'm trying to get over him ? Oh well. I felt safer in his arms anyways.

We said our goodbyes, as me and Rochelle walked up the hill into class.

Surprisingly, we weren't late. Right as we sat down, the bell rang.

The rest of the day went by slowly, I couldn't stop thinking about him. It hurts, you know ? He's just hurting me. And I'm just tired.

Finally, second bell rung for walkers and bus riders to leave, so I booked it out of the classroom before anyone could stop me.

As I walked home, I was listening to our song. Sweater Weather by The Neighborhood. What a nice song to ruin, don't you think ?

When I got home, I dropped my bags and ran into the kitchen, hoping to find cigarettes.

Illegal, I know, but nobody knows about it besides me so it's okay. I smoke my mom's half cigarettes that she forgets to finish, but shhh.

Once I got done with the satisfaction of smoking, I did homework and then laid on bed.

I started to cry again, because I can't get your touch off of me. Your arms around me make me feel cold, but they make my heart warm. Very contradicting, right ?

I keep getting worse.

Oh my god, please fucking come back forever. I didn't want you to leave, but I knew the second you saw me you would come back, and then leave again. Please, for the life of me, come back Landon.

A/n heyo guy, I feel like this isn't really going anywhere so next chapter imma put some things in it that are drama filled so yay! Point out errors please! xoxoxosky

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