Hey guys! Been awhile. I'll be brief, so just go and read this chapter!
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The weekend! Finally, time to relax.
After school today, I hadn't seen Ariana, so I couldn't walk her home. Unless if I show up at her house like some serial killer or crazed stalker, I won't see her for two days. Maybe I have a slight obsession, but I want to know what the hell is going on with her. I can just feel there is something majorly wrong. "What's on your mind?"
"That girl...."
"Why did I bother asking when I already knew the answer?" I shrug in response to Sean's comment and put my arms behind my head.
"Who are your plans for this weekend?" I decided to ask. Maybe I'll be surprised.
"Brianna. Carla. Maybe Stacy."
"Those parasites...." The group of girls who torment Ariana the most. "No Jessica?"
"Nope. Gave David her number to try and get her the hell away from me."
"You're gona be busy..." I say and bring my hands back down to my sides, looking to the trees as we walk along the sidewalk.
"Yup." Wow, this is awkward.... I feel Sean looking at me an I turn to him to see a devilish smirk on his face that fits him so well. "You know, I'm sure those ladies wouldn't mind if you joined in too~"
"Oh, fuck you!" I spit out at him and turn away to hide my light, embarrassed blush from him. "Those so-called "ladies" are demonic whores who hurt people who they feel are lesser than them. I would never even consider it."
"Then you're never get rid of your virginity." I snort and Sean shrugs and trains his gaze on his house as it comes into sight.
"You make it sound like a bad thing. I don't see what the big deal is."
"Money. Experience."
"A title, too? Those don't sound like great benefits of having sex with people you don't care about. You talk about it almost as if it's a game with 'experience' and stuff. I honestly don't think you are ever going to get into a solid relationship if this keeps up, so you will never be able to use your 'experience' on someone you love." Sean says nothing but I know he heard me. I know it was mean to say that, but sometimes I feel the need to at least make an attempt to bring him back down to earth.
I can understand the money part, as much as I hate to admit it, but that doesn't mean I'm okay with what he does. I think that he could honestly have a good, solid relationship with a kind girl if he really wanted to, but he can't trust anyone for his life. I honestly question sometimes if he truly trusts me.
"Jack, where the hell are you going?" Sean says, standing by the front door and snapping me from my thoughts.
"Oh... must have been thinking a little too much...."
"Daydreamer," Sean says monotonously and I shrug.
"There is nothing wrong with that, is there...?"
Sean turns around without responding and he unlocks the door and I follow him in. "BOYS!" Amanda is home?
My thoughts are confirmed when a slightly wobbly Amanda crashes into us for a hug, resting her chin on my head, reminding me of how short I am. Given, she has pulled me closer to the ground, but still.... "How much have you had to drink, mom?"
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Teen Fiction*MAJOR EDITING* (Including plot and specific scenes; discard old story and opinions and what happened, as I moved it all too fast and made it stupid and cliché....) Ariana is a senior in high school, but still feels trapped. Due to her family circ...