Blue Eyes Pt 2

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She looked down from the ledge and tried to lower herself slowly, but fell onto her rear about a foot away from the floor of the balcony.

She hopped up as soon as she was done ogling over the pain and scurried to bed.

She got up the next morning and got ready for school when her phone buzzed.

(xxx) xxx-xxxx
Meet me on the roof again tonight. Don't make me wait again.

She quickly shoved her phone in her pocket and grabbed her bag before heading downstairs to the kitchen.

"Morning," her father said. She set her bag on a chair and started to make some toast. "Am I going to get some sort of response back?" He asked. She turned as she grabbed a glass.

"Good morning father dearest, I hope you've had the best sleep you could possibly have. I also hope your job doesn't end up killing you," she said coldly.

"That's all I ask for," he said before sipping his coffee. There was a tumble down the stairs and a drop of a skateboard. "James I told you to be careful with that thing in the house!" Her toast popped up and she began spreading PB on it.

"Yeah James," she bit her toast, "be careful with that thing you call a board. Also be careful with that senior at school because from what I've heard about her in my art -full of upperclassmen by the way- she's pretty skanky and she's slept with almost everyone in your class." He looked at her in anger and obvious frustration.

"Who are you hanging out with?" Their father asked inquisitively, suddenly alarmed.

"God, I can't believe you! I can't have one girlfriend before you ruin it and blab to dad!" He exclaimed.

"Serves you right for embarrassing me in front of Ian at school!" She yelled back.

"Oh please! He's such a freak! I saved you from that whack job!"

"He was the nicest boy I've ever met at that school! He didn't want to get in my pants like the rest of them!" She yelled.

"Well maybe he's gay! Or you repulsed him so much he didn't even want to try!"

"That's enough. You two are the most vicious siblings I have ever met," their dad yelled. (Y/n) glared at her older brother and chewed on her toast angrily. "You," he pointed to his older son, "you're grounded for three weeks. And you," he looked to his youngest, "thanks for keeping me updated on his person life at school. You can have some friends over Saturday if you want." She looked at her brother and raised her brows in a superior manner. Her brother scoffed.

"What friends? She's the loneliest freshman at the school. Even the kids wearing fox ears have more friends than she does!"

"Four weeks. Any other comments and it'll be a whole two months. But, uh, (Y/n), try to make a few friends for Saturday. If you're both done, let's roll. Harvey wants to check out a case we just got handed." They grabbed their things and followed him to the car.

"Shotgun!" Her brother yelled.

"God you're rude. Don't you know that if you're grounded you don't get to call shotgun?" She asked.

"Sisters right. You get secondhand everything until you're not grounded," he told.

They drove to school and she immediately left him to go to her strength and conditioning class. She started getting changed when two girls walked in.

"God, (Y/n), you're so skanky," one told. She rolled her eyes.

"Please. At least I stay off my knees, Ashlee," she shot back. They all laughed and the three of them changed and waited for class to start.

She was having trouble paying attention and almost dropped a bar on her head when doing push press's, almost dropped a weight on her foot and was almost squashed during bench press.

Algebra wasn't any better. She kept messing up her equations, missing key steps in solving, forgetting how to find the roots of the simplest numbers.

French was a wreck. She couldn't translate anything, she couldn't pronounce a word, forgot how to write even!

Biology, that was just just no use. It was the end of the day, she was basically brain dead, she just wanted to get home.

When the bell rang she bolted straight to her locker and ran from the school straight home. When she got there she put a note on her door claiming to be having a night long study session before turning on some music and heading up to the roof.

She sat for hours, watching the sky waiting for it to be time. When it was the time, there was a thud on the far side of the roof. She sat up and saw someone walking toward her. She stood and waited for them to walk closer.

When they'd reached her they let out a high pitched giggle before grabbing her by the waist and pulling her in violently for a kiss.

Part three coming soon. I must say this is my favorite imagine series I've written by far. Okay. See you soon.

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