Sorry everyone I left you hanging for so long, let's just say school takes a lot out of my day. Also, today I just have this vibe in me that makes me want to write. It's cloudy, rainy and cold out, I just lit some candles and now without further a do let's begin......
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December's P.O.V
Don't you hate when people don't take no for an answer or don't get the hint. If I've been trying to ignore you and haven't said yes or no, its a clear no. Like not enough begging or bribing will be enough to change my mind. My mind is set on one thing and that is no.
Finn has been trying to get me to talk to him about his little 'match makers' plan, though every time I even see a glimpse from him I sprint in the other direction and let's just say I never run. If I'm running its pretty damm important. The most difficult times are when I see him at school and we make eye contact and he starts to chase me, while I try to get lost in the crowd since I know he is way fast than me. I've been doing this for about a week now, and I'm tired from running. Especially, when I'm with Rose and Alex and I awkwardly yet quickly have to excuse my self from them. That isn't the most difficult part though, its the questions that follow. The "why are running away all the time" "who's after you" "did you join a gang" "are the cops after you" "who's making you run, ill kill them." The last one coming from the one and only Alex, with her death threats. Though every time they ask those questions I somehow find an excuse which they don't believe and I'm running out of them. A girl only has so many answer.
"So what are you guys doing this weekend" I ask Rose and Alex as I put my books back into my locker yet casually looking over my shoulder.
"Well you know me, just taking a break from you two. The usual" Alex shrugs while leaning on the locker beside mine
I roll my eyes, "Look who's talking"
Rose ignores the both of us, "I'm just gonna be a home too nothing special. I really wanted to go out, but have no one to go with since all you two do is argue."
"No we don't" me and Alex yell at the same time
"Sure, you don't, my mistake" Rose mutters sarcastically
Alex playfully punches Rose, "Hell yeah it is"
All of us burst out laughing because all three of us now its in fact true. Yes, we fight but we always make up in the end.
The three of us head out of school and head to the school parking lot. As I'm walking with the girls, I look over my shoulder to make sure Finn isn't anywhere near me. I look to my left and nothing I look to the right and I see him. He's walking to his car to which is one car beside mine. I have a mini heart attack, I need to get out of here before he sees me.
"I-umm I'm leaving, I need to go " I don't even wait of them to say goodbye as I speed walk toward my car.
Don't want to get peoples attention by running like Susan Bolt down the parking lot.
I make it to the front of my car and I debate to look back to where I saw Finn. Cause what it happens like in movies and we make eye contact, ah Fuck it. I look back and see him with Damon and Mason by Damon's car which was across from me. They look like there in a deep conversation so that gives me enough time to fast and furious out of here. I get into my car and start the engine, I look up and make eye contact with Mason. I quickly panic and put a finger over my lip as an 'be quite' don't tell Finn, but stupid Mason completely ignored my gesture and tapped Finn on the shoulder. Then proceeded to point in my direction, I could bet a hundred dollars that I looked like a deer that was just about to get hit by a car. Though the thing that pissed me off was Mason, that stuff smirk that he had on his face as he fucking accomplished something. Well guess what Mason I'm gonna get you back, just watch.
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