Chapter: Six

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*Above is a picture of Emma Roberts, who I imagine playing Nikki*


Scarlett

"Hey babe." Connor says as he walks over to me, planting a quick kiss on the side of my temple nervously. I look up at him dazed slightly, and I see him looking down at me gaging my reaction to see what kind of mood I was in. For some reason this sets me off and I roll my eyes at him before walking off down the hallway. I hear him following me, sighing in frustration I turn around glaring at him.

"Honestly Connor, why do you always have to follow me around like a lost fucking puppy dog. Go find your own friends and leave me alone." I say loud enough for the people around us to stop what they're doing to listen in on our conversation. Connor's eyes widen in surprise at my outburst but he recovers quickly before nodding.

"You're right. I need to go find the boys to talk about tonight's football practice." He says, tiredness laced in his voice. He was tired of me and my shit, I could tell.... And that's what pissed me off even more.

"Of course, you always have practice after school. You never have time for anything else." I mutter, throwing him one last glare over my shoulder before sauntering down the hallway, but not before I catch the disappointed look he sends my way. His eyes haunt me and I ignore the feeling of guilt and pain that are spreading through me. I see my first period class, but not having the patience to put up with my math teacher today, I turn in the opposite direction heading outside ignoring the calls of my best friend to come back.

I wake with a start, a cold sweat shimmering on my body. I hold a hand up to my forehead an sigh. I haven't had one of those dreams in so long; I was doing so well. I groan before rolling out of bed. I grab my clothes for the day which consists of jeans and a sweatshirt before going to the bathroom to shower. Once I've finished, I grab my bag and go downstairs and slip out the door before anyone notices I'm gone. I reach school and trudge up the steps to the front doors before sulking my way inside.

When I reach my locker, I'm surprised. Pleasantly? Not really. Connor and Alex are standing in front of my locker chatting animatedly about something. I'm about to turn around and just forgo going to my locker when Alex spots me and smiles brightly. Connor turns around and smiles at me as well. I freeze in my tracks and look between the two of them. They wave me over and hesitantly I place one foot in front of the other until I reach them. "Uh, hey guys." I say and they both smile brightly at me as they say hi. "So, what brings you both to my locker this morning?" I ask hesitantly as I open up my locker and shove my binders into my bag.

"Well I was on my way over here to see how you were doing this fine morning when Alex caught up with me and we've just been talking since." Connor says and I raise my eyebrow skeptically at him.

"Well, I'm fine, and talking about what?" I ask and they both exchange a look.

"You." Alex says grinning and I look at Connor with wide eyes. Connor notices this and shakes his head. He understands the look I'm giving him, it's the please tell me you didn't tell him my whole crazy life-story, I sigh in relief before narrowing my eyes at Alex.

"What about me?" I ask and he laughs before throwing an arm over my shoulder.

"Nothing much in particular. I just wanted to know how he sees you as a person. It's my way of trying to get to know you better so I can understand who you really are." He says and I laugh at the sheer idiocy of him before pushing his arm off my shoulder.

"Oh Alex, if you're supposed to get to know me, it's by spending time with me, not from listening to other people's opinions of me. What if their opinions aren't right or are biased?" I say glaring slightly at Connor before glancing back at Alex to see him smiling at me. "All I'm saying is that if you're going to get to know the real me, it's not from talking to my old boyfriend." I say before slamming my locker shut and walking away from the two idiots who are probably the closest people I have to friends at the moment.

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