Better Off Alone✔

€hapter 15:

          The Previous chapter kind of explained why her hair is purple in this chapter, and by the way I want to apologize for being such a horrible writer as of the moment. I have had so much going on, I am sleep deprived and going through some really tuff things. Please don't stop reading, vote, share, comment, and give any opinions on my story. What should happen next. Twyla_Marie is an amazing writer. She is brilliant and funny, she has many stories out. Actually I think she only has 4 published ones, but she needs some more reads and followers so please go follow, read and vote for her. Same goes for my dear friend Jalyn.xxxImaKatxxx I tagged them so you can click on their username and follow. Any-who, lets continue with the story...

          Alex's POV

       I   was  Walking down a hallway when, out of nowhere, I am shoved into a locker. Oh no, must be the jocks, again. Probably Josh. 

I turn and am suddenly kissed deeply. It was Paris. 

          "Babe, guess what? Volleyball tryouts are tonight and I was wondering if you would care if I signed up?" She says smiling and batting those eyelashes, yet again. 

          " Why are you asking me? Honey, it's your life. But, a quick question... Why would you want to do volleyball and be on the same team as the most annoying and sluttiest girls in the school?"  I reply, my eyebrows meeting at the middle. 

          "Well, I know they are annoying, but I love volleyball, and besides, I wouldn't want them interfering with what I love to do. Every time I am out there, on that court, I get this certain feeling. My heart beats heavy, my temple sweats, my hands shake, my mind focuses on one thing. The Ball. I guess it is kind of like a stress reliever, or coping skill. It helps my mind forget about everything else in my life. " 

          " So am I aloud to come watch you try out?" I ask. 

          " I would love that, but boys aren't aloud in the gym during tryouts. But if you want, we can go to the movies after. You know hang out and just focus on us, I know I've been rather distant lately. Anyway, I have to go, bell rings in ten and I don't want to be late. I'll see you when I get home. Bye love you."  She replies as she turns and trots away, her long purple hair laying in a messy bun. 

          I just laugh and grab my book bag from my locker. I am so damn happy to have someone as amazing as her. 

I don't want to lose her. 

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          " FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. DAMN-IT YOU PIECE OF SHIT OVEN!!! " I yell as I turn it off and spray the fire down with water. 

          Sighing, I pull the, now burnt, cookies out of the oven. Great, I try to do something nice for Paris and I fuck it up. 

          I feel a sting on my palm and realize I burnt my hand in the process, nice Alex. As I go to wrap it, the front door starts to pound furiously. 

Figuring it was just Paris needing help carry something in, I open it. 

Only I see that it was not in fact Paris, but Evie Sites.

MY EX GIRLFRIEND.