Smudged lines || Jc Caylen

[9]

"I want a nose piercing," Skyler looked at me like I just murdered a kid.

She was about to say something, but I cut her off. "A tattoo as well," I thought for a second. "I want to dye my hair too."

"Okay, you are officially insane." Skyler chuckled.

"What?" I said innocently. "I need something new." I sighed.

"You're not okay." Skyler chuckled. "Go get ready for school." Skyler demanded.

"Okay mom." I got up from the bed, heading to the bathroom. I grabbed the cold metal shower faucet, turning the shower on. I stripped out of my clothes, stepping in the shower, letting the warm water roam all over my body, I shivered a little.

Jc.

Jesus. This boy is always on my mind.

After I cleaned my body, shampooed and conditioned my hair. I got out of the shower. Putting on some grey Forever 21 Turtleneck Crop Top, Black skinny jeans, wrapping a red flannel around my waist.

Mascara, Eyeliner, lip balm, that's literally it. I tied my long brunette hair into a high ponytail. I got out of the bathroom. Skyler was already dressed and ready. I unplugged my phone from the charger.

Dad: Hello sweetheart, I just wanted to tell you I'm coming home tonight. Have a lovely day.

Finally. I thought.

Me: Can't wait! I missed you alot dad. Have a lovely day too.

"Dad's coming home tonight." I smiled, not taking my eyes off my phone, just staring at the text my dad sent.

"Finally!" Skyler threw her hands in the air. I just chuckled.

We were walking through the crowded hallway. It was so loud, I couldn't even hear Skyler chattering about Zac Efron, again.

"El!" Skyler nudged me. I looked up from my phone. It was him. I looked at him. I was about to flash a small, weak smile, but then he turned away, ouch.

"So today we'll be taking a lesson about World War II-" Before Mr. Johnson even finish his sentence, I sighed, plugging in my earphones, resting my hand and head on the table.

I was in my own world. Away from everything. I was deep thinking. I always deep think, about the stupidest things ever. I always thought I need to go to a therapist, or talk to my dad about my issues, and what's going on with me. But I'm just scared, of people judging me.

I remembered I'm going back to my house today. I'm pretty sad about leaving Skyler, and staying with that hell of a mom. But to be honest, I kind of miss home. My room, my personal space.

I felt someone tapping on my shoulder. I yanked my headphones of my ears, annoyed. One of my biggest pet peeves, is when people interrupt a person with headphones on.

"What?" I spat, still don't know who it was, until I lifted my head, seeing Jc.

"Harsh much?" He smirked. I was about to smile, but I remembered what he did to me this morning. My small, barely noticeable smile turned upside down.

"Yeah, you would know." I sighed, still annoyed. He looked at me in owe. "What's the problem?" He sounded so caring, like he would care.

"You are the problem." Before he could say anything, the bell of the last period rang. I quickly gathered my books, getting up from my seat and heading to the door.

"What do you mean?" He sounded like he was behind me. I looked back, he was following me.

I ignored him and walked to my locker. I put my books inside, and grabbed my backpack. "Ellie, spit it out!" He raised his voice.

I jumped a little, I was scared a little, but I don't want him to think that I'm weak. "Okay." I slammed my locker so hard. The students that had lockers beside me were staring.

"I've had it." I turned my head to him. "First you're ignoring me, and now you're raising your voice," I bit my lip from anger.

"What's your fucking problem?" I don't usually curse in public or school, so Jc looked at me, shocked.

"I-I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you, or raise my voice." Never in a million years, would I imagined, Jc, Jc Caylen, apologizing.

"Save it." I turned around, seeing that Skyler was walking towards me. I grabbed her hand "Starbucks." I sighed. We walked out the school, heading to starbucks.