We Are The Kids Our Parents Warned Us About

We are the kids our parents warned us about (50)

"Okay that's gross." Mariana snickers over at Emma who found out she stepped in dog poop. "Watch where you're going next time and maybe-"

"I won't kick you in the face with my poop infested shoe." Emma mocks a smirks. (Is that even a thing??) Mariana surrenders right as the bell rings, and I put on my gym bag.

"I was wondering why the bus smelled like shit." I smile, and Mariana nudges me, agreeing.

"You know, you guys are such assholes to me." Emma shakes her head. Mariana and I glance over at each other. We really need to tell her about Jackson. It's been eating me away.

"Hey Em, we need to tell you something." I look over at her and Mariana's eyes widen. She looks over to us, her brows slightly raised, probably expecting some invitation to go out and not her friends telling her that her boyfriend kissed another girl. "Yeah?"

"Ja-"

"Lexi." All three of us turn around to see... James. He wears a thin black cotton shirt with a leather jacket, and some fitted blue jeans. Oh my god. This cannot be happening to me. No, no, no, no, I'm not ready for this. I only got one hour of sleep, no food since I forgot money, just came back from gym class, and well there's nothing else really I just want to make it look like I've had a rough day. Because I have!

"Uh, hi?" I raise a brow, though my mouth is dry and my heart is trying to run out of my body. WHY IS HE HERE???? God, couldn't he have just died???

"You look famil-" Mariana gasps, and points at him. "It's you!"

"Yeah no shit Sherlock." Emma snaps, her eyes narrowing on him. "What do you want?" She crosses her arms and he raises his eyebrows, amused.

"I wanted to talk to Lexi in private." He looks at me, and my heart stops trying to run and just completely stops. He looks just like he used to. Back when he basically ruled the school. I remember I used to sigh just when he walked through the halls, now he just, well I don't know.

My hands clam up as I try to keep my voice steady. "Sorry, but I'm busy." Sorry? Why are you saying sorry??

He looks at my friends, confused, and looks back at me. "Doing what?" He crosses his arms, making his muscles slightly flex and I feel my inner self collapses against the lockers.

"Uh, going to class." I say in a duh tone.

Where the hell did that come from.

"And who would want to talk to you, you creep." Emma sneers, taking my wrist. "Now go away and get yourself a social life." She smiles, turning me away as she pulls me. Thank go-

Suddenly a hand wraps around my other wrist and I feel every hair in my body stand as I turn my head to see James's hand around me, my bare skin against his. "Lexi please, I just wanted to apologize." He says, my name rolling off his tongue like a second language. I snatch my hand away, unable to take it anymore.

"What?" I ask quietly and at this point Emma has stopped tugging on me.

"Look I'm sorry you had to see that whole scene back at the sushi place a while ago, I never got to apologize." He says. His hairs freshly cut, no longer in his face but just like all the basic guy haircuts.

I bite my tongue, nodding. "It's fine." And I turn around and we all leave as quick as possible.

~*~

"Since when is he back?" Mariana whispers to me during the schools assembly. We sit on one of the eight massive bleachers our schools have. We were supposed to all meet but we couldn't find each other in the crowed so now it's just me and Mariana together. We're having another assembly about bullying and such. Normally I would listen to music while the whole thing is going on since it's the same shit over and over again about telling a trusted adult, but my phone is dead.

I shrug. "He's always been here, he just became a nobody." I scan the gym, trying to look for the rest of our friends but there's just too may people. "After what happened, I don't blame him." I chew on my lip.

"Didn't his step moms nudes leak after sending it to one of the students in our grade? Wasn't it one of his friends?" Mariana whispers. I nod, remembering the day everyone found out. Actually, a lot of stuff happened that day. It's like we entered a different universe.

"Yup, after that he disappeared for a long time and I'm guessing he completely changed how he looked so no one would really recognize him and came back to school."

Mariana lets out a long breath. "Damn that's insane. I wonder what happened with his mom."

"Rumor has it that she went to jail, or that his parents got a divorce and she moved away." I reply, remember just after the week everything happened. Everyone was talking about it.

"Damn." She takes out her phone after it vibrates, texting back whomever texted her. God I need to pee. I nudge her with my elbow. "I'm gonna use the bathroom really quickly. I get up, not looking to see if she nodded, and walk down the bleachers. I walk up to one of the administrators, who stands near the doors.

"Can I use the bathroom?" I ask. He nods and I walk out of the gym, walking down the main hallways. As I walk down I remember that it's massive, this whole school is. I find the closest bathroom and walk in, finding a stall. Neatly, I set the toilet paper on the seat since I can't squat. I'm not gifted like that. I sit and sigh happily. Peeing is great. I quickly finish, flush, and wash my hands. I look at myself in the mirror, satisfied that my hair doesn't look like a disaster, but not so satisfied to see the slight dark circles under my eyes. I yawn as I dry my hands, and walk out just to slam into a hard surface.

Ow.

I trip back, as hands grab my shoulders, holding me steady and I focus my eyes to see James. "Whoa." I step away from is light grip, trying to resteady myself.

"Sorry." He grins, ooh bad memories. That grin was the first thing to make me fall for him.

I shake my head, managing a smile. "It's fine." He nods, walking away and before I can control myself, my mouth starts to move and the words come spilling out. "What were you talking about with Dylan?" I ask, turning around. He looks at me, and his pretty green eyes dance with some sort of emotion I can't read.

"Ask him." He steps back but I take a step forward. "He won't tell me." I reply back. God what am I doing??

"Listen, I don't like Dylan, but this is something that has to do with both of us, so we kind of have to agree together if we want it out." He puts his hands in his pockets. His leather jacket is gone, and I can see the outline of his stomach through his thin shirt.

"Please?" I ask, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He chuckles, looking me up and down. Up and down. Up and down.

WHAT THE HELL.

"Well maybe I could break a secret, but on one condition." He smirks, and I swear my knees give out for a slight second.

"What?" I ask warily.

He walks up to me, stopping just a foot away from me. "Have dinner with me."

And that's the story of how I died.

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