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Chapter Nine

"JOHNNY! JOHNJOHNJOHN! JOHNATHAN, JOHNNYIKINS WAKE UP!"

I open my eyes and see Blake standing above my head.

"Time for school." He says quickly, pulling all the blankets off of me.

I must have fallen asleep, thinking.

"Holy crap, you smell. Go take a shower." He says throwing me a towel.

I roll my eyes then trot to my bedroom, Lauren probably is going to be ticked at me for even going, let alone get off the couch.

I grab a pair of clothes then walk into the bathroom.

I turn the water onto a colder setting, considering my injuries.

I stare at my chest in the mirror.

It looks like bloody hell- hehe pun intended.

I smirk then notice my six pack.

Huh, I don't remember being this...not fat.

I get into the shower and stand there aimlessly. Occupying my thoughts with gener-

"OH MY GOSH! BLAKE COME HERE!"

I here him running down the hall then the door fly open.

"What! What? What's wrong?"

I pull the curtain to only reveal my face, "Orange is the only color you can taste!"

He stares, in silence. The only sound is the sound of shower hitting my back.

I feel my outstretched smile spread across my face. "Huh? Huh?"

I blinks then walks out and slams the door behind him.

"Everybody's a critic." I say rubbing shampoo into of my hair.

I finally get out. Then the stinging sensation filled my body.

I get dressed quickly then blow dry my hair.

I brush my teeth quickly and go and slide on some of my Vans.

"John let's g-" I turn the corner and nearly run into him, "Oh."

I grab my phone and backpack then we head outside and slide on our bikes.

We ride ten minutes before we get to the school.

We chain our bikes up and walk in.

I immediately see everyone everywhere.

Then, I see my friends.

Mark is holding hands with a girl, as well as Joey. And Charles has his arm wrapped around another girl.

Mackenzie is talking another girl. Don't see a connection, but still a girl.

I walk up to them slowly, the pit in my stomach filling.

"Hey Johnny." Mackenzie smiles, leading the girl towards the group.

I lean to Jacob, "Who are they?"

"We're still single, bro."

"What?"

"Let's just say they aren't." He smirks.

"John, this is my girlfriend." Mark finally says.

"Yeah, I think we've met. Spanish? And..."

"Geometry."

She's definitely attractive.

Like...very.

"Just to be clear your name is Johnny right?" She asks, breaking the silence.