*Chapter 14 Or what?*
"Tell Satan I said good work," I laughed."I don't want to let you go," He said. I gave him one last hug. I got in the cab. I closed the door. I wiped my tears away. The driver pulled away. I looked back and saw him with a hurt,angry/upset expression. I turned back and wiped my tears away.
I'm sorry I hurt you again Carson. Forgive me? Please. I never wanted a repeat of last time but what can I say. Maybe our fates were never intertwined. Or maybe I'm just not worthy of you... I'm sorry Carson.
~On the plane~
I put on my seatbelt."Blythe,"
That voice.. Carson. I took my seat belt off and stood up. He was standing there. Still in a suit and Tie. He walked to me and hugged me.
"I said I wasn't letting go and I meant it! Did you think I'd let you leave me again. I finally found my best friend. I'm not ready to let go just yet" He said. I smiled and hugged him. I sat down and he sat down with me.
"You're coming back to the academy with me?"
"Yes, I am."
"When the rest of the school returns. It's school for a week then winter break." I said. I laid my head on his shoulder.
"Are you going to spend it with them."
"I'll give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe I will or Maybe I won't."
"For you. It's like You finally accept all this but then you can't be with them. You want to be with them without worrying about the media.""You know me so well."
"Of course I would,"He laughed. I smiled and closed my eyes.~Back at the academy~
I walked to my dorm room. I take a shower. I changed into my P.J's. I put my hair in a pony tail. I walked downstairs and out. I met Carson and smiled.
"Let's get you to your dorm," I smiled. We walked to the Sophomore Dorm. I knocked.
"Hey. Mr. Peters This is your new student," I smiled.
"Thank you. Come on in. I'll show you to your room. You're rooming with Nick." Mr. Peters said."See you tomorrow Morning Carson."
"Good night Blythe." He said. Carson kissed my forehead and walked inside. I walked back to my dorm. I waved to Ms.Smith."Sweetheart. Why aren't you at St.Marie? There's supposed to be a party tonight and ball for the winners tomorrow night then interviews and etc."
"I.. Just didn't want to go... Besides I have work to catch up on." I smiled. She nodded. I walked to my room. I laid on my bed and closed my eyes.
~December 16~
~6:30 a.m~
I got up and took a shower. I change into my school uniform. Teal and black plaid skirt, Black button up, teal tie, Black blazer, teal flats.I brushed my hair and left it down. I walked out. I grabbed my folder and phone. I walked downstairs.
"Bye Ms.Smith," I smiled. I walked out. I met Carson. We walked to the Cafe. While the students and teachers were away graduated students are running the school cafe's and classes. I ordered coffee. Carson order a latte. We walked out.
"Comment est votre français," (How's your French)
"Oh allez ! Nous savons tous deux que je parle couramment grâce à votre maman." (Oh come on! We both know that I can speak it fluently thanks to your Mom.)"Great because You're going to take the French Test. So you don't have to sit in class for French."
"Let's go," He smiled. We walked to Jace's office.
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Teen FictionOnce a upon.. Yeah.... No. Sorry to burst your bubble but this isn't some cliche princess fairytale. This isn't one of those bad boy and nerd girl cliches either. I'm sorry I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Blythe Rosalise Maxwell. I'm nob...