NAJ Poth. Senior Year (Discontinued)

Chapter 15

Palette POV

I wake to an empty room, I look to the clock beside me,

"12:05, hmm..."

I sit up and look around to see no Goth, no Fresh or PJ. Getting up I walk to the cupboard and take off my clothes leaving me in my underwear, I grab one of Gothy's shirts and put it on. Naturally, I pull the shirt up to my nose(?) and smell it, the sweet scent of Goth still on it.

"Hmm... where is Gothy?" I say to myself walking to the door, opening it and looking up and down the halls. After a bit, I decided to go check PJ's room,

"It wouldn't hurt would it?" I whisper to myself.

I walk into the room and get the key, stepping back out and locking the door. I started down the hall walking toward the stairs. I start to make my way down the cold, metal steps only to realise that I had no shoes on.

"Why do they have to be metal steps?" I mumble.

I reached level 14 and was quietly walking down the hall until I heard someone behind me. I turn my head to see who it is only to see that it's Fell.

"Shoot," I say under my breath, please don't recognise me, please, please, please.

"Hey! who are you and what are you doing up late?" Fell half yelled.

I stopped in my tracks turning to face him, grabbing the base of Goth's shirt pulling it further down my legs as Fell approached me.

"Palette? what are you doing out so late?" Fell asked, he seemed nicer than normal.

"I-I-I w-was trying to find G-Goth..." I stuttered out. He seemed genuinely worried.

"Oh, do you want me to come with you? I-I mean if you want, you do seem a bit underdressed at this time of night," He stated, looking down at my legs.

"I-I guess you can come but w-why are you being so nice to m-me?"

There was a pause before he answered with,

"I-I just saw you and thought that you looked lonely and wondering around in a shirt, d-did you want my jacket?"

"O-oh uh okay," I said as he placed his jumper over my shoulders.

We started walking silently, he just followed behind me to about 7 doors from PJ's. Just passing that door I wasn't looking forward but heard Gothy yell,

"HEY!!!"

I watched as he ran up a punched Fell square in the face.

"Gothy!!?" I said running and pulling him away from Fell.

"Hey! Goth, chill bro," Fell said rubbing the side of his face.

"What were you doing with Palette!!" Gothy said firmly trying to reach Fell from my arms.

Goth turned to me and put a hand on Fell's jumper on my shoulders, I gave him a questioning expression before he grips the jumper.

"He was wondering the halls alone and I was worried" Fell answered.

"Why are you worried, I thought you hated us!? and why is he wearing this?!?" I stare at this happening, still with arms around him lowering them. After a second he tightened his grip on the jumper and ripped it over my head and off my body. This motion also caused my shirt to lift up and almost off. Realising his mistake Goth started to panic.

"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry Palette" Goth said trying to fix the shirt.

"Um..." Fell said turning around.

I was blushing like mad, I fixed the shirt as fast as I could, slapped Goth, leaving a mark and booked it to the room. Fell saw me sprint past him and turned around to face Goth, who had a blank expression looking at me running away.

"What just happened?"

"I stuffed up..."

((oh boy you sure did gothy boy))