Shattered Pieces

"If I Stay"

Karah's P.O.V

I leaned my chair against the rack of more chairs, beginning to leave my first class of the day, band. As I walked towards the door quickly, keeping my head down to avoid any conflict, I tripped over a music stand. I shut my eyes tightly, waiting for the impact of the floor on my face and the laughs of my peers, but it never came. Instead, I felt someone grab my shoulders gently and lift me back on my feet. I opened my eyes to thank my savior to find none other than Jackson Bandle, better known as the school fuckboy. His dark brown hair was stuck up in all directions as he ran his hand through it. His bright blue eyes were deep with concern,

"Shit are you okay?", he asked looking me up and down.

"Wha- Uh, oh, um y-yeah. Yeah I'm-I'm fine." I paused and dusted off the dirt on my Brendan Urie shirt, mostly to distract myself from the gorgeous player in front of me, "Oh, uh thanks.", I said remembering he just saved me.

"No problem, love your shirt by the way."

"Oh, thanks. You know Panic! At The Disco?"

"Only like, my favorite band since I was like eleven." I laughed a little,

"Same here. Well, thanks again.", I said turning to leave.

"Wait!", I turned back around, "Do I know you from somewhere?"

"Well, we uh, kinda go to the same school."

"No, no besides from school."

"Um, I don't-"

"Wait! I know!" Rude. "You just moved into the house on Glendale Avenue right?" I nodded. "Right across the street from me!"

"Wait, how did you know that?" He blushed slightly,

"I uh, I may have happened to be outside last night and saw you dancing in the rain to get your mail before the storm started."

Oh. My. God.

I let out an agonizing moan of embarrassment as I looked at my feet. I could feel my cheeks turning red.

"Hey," he said raising my chin so I would look at him, "It was cute." The bell rang, dismissing us from band and warning us that we now had four minutes to go to second hour. "Bye Aurora!" he yelled as he ran up the stairs.

"Bye," I mumbled, too quiet for him to hear. He had either:

Forgotten my name again and called me probably one of his one night flings or

Given me a nickname that just happened to be my favorite Disney Princess...

Whatever.

I was slightly glad. I didn't want some arrogant, sexy, annoying fuckboy talking to me.

Yes you do!

No. I can't fall in love again...

Jackson's P.O.V.

Shit.

I finally got the courage to talk to her and I called her Aurora?

What the hell.

"Fuck me," I mumbled reaching the top of the stairs, revealing the gym floor.

"Gladly," a voice cooed behind me. I turned around to find no other than Vanessa Jensen. I shot her a polite smile and speed walked across the gym.

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As I sat in my seat in English, I fell into my thoughts.

"Jackson!" I heard Mrs. Greely yell. I jumped looking up at her, "I will repeat myself once since you were not listening the first time: you and your partner will be assigned to read the novel "If I Stay" and do a report on it. Understand?" I nodded my head.