Just another guy G.D.

Chapter 8

With every single decision, comes a consequence, ones are good and ones are bad. We think were special, that we can make a change in the world, but sometimes we get so caught up on our own revolving hectic worlds, we forget the rest.

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                                       Veronica Jenesis
"Veronica!" I hear a raspy voice shout in my ear. The hold of his tone body on mine, only makes it so much harder to wake up. "Lets do something baby." He nibbles softly on my ear and every little touch of his makes my heart skip a beat.

"Get the fuck up Veronica!" I feel a tug on my blanket and my eyes quickly pride open. I look around to see it was just a dream. "You're late!" I look at my rude brother.

"Oh Jonahs, if love thus not come to you. Grab a sharp knife and slowly plunge it into yourself." I mutter grabbing my sheets and looking at the cieling.

"I don't understand nor care what you just said, get up school starts in 20 minutes." He tugs my blanket to the floor again.

I scream, so loud, but in my head.

I look at my pajamas,which consist of stripped baggy sweatpants and a grey v-neck and figure whatever, I'm at school to learn not to find my husband. I brush my teeth and grab my bag, running downstairs to kiss my mom goodbye.

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"What are you wearing?" I hear Ethan laughing from behind me.

"I'm setting trends Ethan, find someone else to taunt." I scribble my notes down, as we continue the stupid lecture. Lately I've been mad at the world, I figure it's my period.

"Your moody, who took your food?" Ethan laughs at his funny joke and I look at him like his an idiot.

"Stop talking during my lecture, Mr. Dolan." I hear the teacher call from the front of class. Everyone stares at Ethan, while his face turns red.

I see him scribbling something down in his notebook and ripping it out.

Go out with me, on a date. Check yes or no.

I stare it for a few seconds, maybe Ethan would be better for me then Grayson. I circle my answer and hand it back to him.
His lips turn into a big smile and he looks over at me, "You won't regret it." He whispers.

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"Wait so you're going on a date with Ethan?" Abi puts her paintbrush into a blue ocean color and starts on her painting.

"I don't know, it's just that Ethan has always been so nice to me and his comforting." I look at my painting and add any final touches that need to be added.

Our assignment was given in inspiration of an ocean. Abigal took her approach of the ocean in a more literal state and sketched out an ocean with a beautiful boat floating above. My view of the assignment was an ocean of people. Business people painted in black an white. Everything about the painting was black and white, minus a girl. The girl is painted in different shades of red. She's holding a book and she looks confused. Her hair is aroused and messy.

"I mean those are all traits of a good friend." She points out.

"A friend?" I question her. "Are you trying to tell me something?" I look at her in utter confusion.

"I'm simply saying his a good friend, would you want to change that?"

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"Are you riding with me?" I look up from locker to see my brother, Nate and Grayson. My eyes lock with Graysons for 5 seconds and I turn quickly away. "Um yeah." I mumble grabbing my stuff.

"So." I hear Nate state. He plays with his blonde hair as I shut my locker. "So what? You guys can't keep a conversation going?" I mutter at them. The three of them, were so quiet and it seemed like something was up.

"What's up." I look at three of them.

"Well, word around the school was you're going on a date." Jonahs finally breaks the silence.

"Yeah?" I laugh rolling my eyes. "Word around school is that you guys are hot, some things are just not true. Oh and it's not any of ya'lls concerns, thank you very much."

Ooh burn!

"I mean if you were so desperate, to find a guy, I'm right here." Nate says pointing to his face.

"Your not a guy, you're an animal." I walk to get to my brothers jeep. I hear my brother laugh behind me.

Ooh burn again!

"Ethans not nice Vero." Jo says being protective.

"Who keeps telling you those lies?" Of course I knew who it was.

"Me." Graysons finally talks. I quickly glare at him and make my way to shot gun.

"Your friends are dusty liars." I put my seatbelt on and wait for everyone to get buckled in.

"And as a matter of fact Ethan is so nice and when he knows what he wants he goes for it. He doesn't switch up his feelings and fuck other girls, still able to say he wants the girl he can't and won't have." I say angrily. I know it makes no sense, but when I get angry my words get mixed up.

They look at me confused, except for Grayson who looks angry. "Veronica you look like a lunatic, calm down." Jo whispers. The ride felt akward, with Nate making sex jokes and Grayson stare burning a hole through my back. And Jo laughing at the stupid, awful jokes.

Once they get in the house, they go straight to my brother's room. And I start getting ready for my date. I decided to go for a more casual special event feel. I curled my long brown hair and did light makeup. (Photo of outfit above)

Once I was done, I started a new painting to pass the time. 5 minutes into my painting I heard a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in Ethan." I smiled to myself, but all I heard in my head was Abi's voice. 'I'm saying his a good friend would you want to change that.'

I feel Ethan rub my back and by suprise I felt his lips on my neck. "Ethan it's a little soon." I shakingly say. I turn around to only find Grayson.

"What are you doing here." I sternly say, getting up.

"Your not going on a date with Ethan." He looks at me intensly.

"And when did you start running my life?" I cross my arms tightly. His eyebrows furrow together. "You are not going out with Ethan, cancel, or I'll tell him about our little past."

"Tell him, you idiot, I don't care that I kissed someone else, the only thing I care about is that I put my lips on yours, which could possibly contains STD'S." I push him away from me. He has the nerve.

"Look- Please don't go out with him." Is he begging?

I hear the doorbell ring, "Watch me." I smirk walking downstairs to the door.