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Chapter 14.

James' P.O.V.
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All night i had thought about her words, what did she mean 'this isn't the first time'. I hadn't even known her before this whole ordeal. The idea that maybe i did know her caught me off guard. I'd laid in bed, thinking about every time i had ever heard the name Ivy.

Ivy... Ivy.... Ms. Senten. The air left my lungs as i heard Ms. Senten in my mind. I sat up quickly running towards my closet. I searched every box before finding an old book from middle school and opening it, looking for Ivy in there. My eyes landed on a small picture of a girl, a girl who had been assigned as my tutor. I shut the book quickly, no wonder she was mad. I hadn't even remembered her. But as i sat there i realized that i remembered everything about that day, every single thing.

Flashback.
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I sat there, arms crossed as the scruffy looking girl in front of me read from a text book. It was too much, i would never be able to learn this all before the test date. The girl looked confident though and that bothered me, how could she be so confident. I had never been good at math and never even tried, but this girl looked as if she was going to burn the book with her stare.

Thinking of my parents and their teasing of my grades only made things worse. The girl looked up as i watched her "stop staring" she said as she looked back at me. Her eyes were pretty, and she was generally not ugly. But you could see from her worn clothes and old shoes that she had things rough.

"Why it's the only attention you'll ever get". I said before leaning forward and analyzing the girls unbrushed hair and the bags under her eyes, "you must be broke or something" i shook my head. I wasn't insanely wealthy but i could afford a hairbrush.

The girls face twisted from one of confusion to won of hurt. I hadn't meant to offend her, i was just pointing out that she could make a better effort. She stood up, leaving the library and causing me to feel a bit guilty. One thing i was never taught was when to shut up. After a while i gathered the courage to walk outside and tell the girl that i was sorry, but she was already gone and all i knew was her last name.

End of flashback.
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I could have hit my head on the wall, how could i forget being a total dick. I mean, it was a few years ago but it had obviously messed with Ivy. But break her heart? That got me thinking. I always thought i never had Ivy's heart but i didn't even realize how many times she tried to hand it over. If i had broken her heart again then that meant i had it right? I had lost it, but i HAD it. I stood up from the bed, and even though it was already morning i wasn't tired at all.

I was going to get Ivy Senten's heart back.

Ivy's P.O.V.
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Fuck James Cassidy.

What an absolute dick? That's what i was telling Sarah outside of the school but i didn't believe any of it. Even though i hated James Cassidy, and everyone around me hated James Cassidy, i still cared about him.

I hated that i cared about him. I hated that he acted like he cared about me. I hate Lia. I hate everything right now.

Students passed by me, smiling and chatting, excited for the weekend. I was brought back to earth as Sarah's voice woke me from my thoughts.

"He's not even that attractive to be honest" She was saying. Lie.

"You could do better".

Lie.

"It's not like you love him".

Li- Truth.

I looked at the blonde girl as i thought, i don't love James Cassidy. I really don't. If i loved him then everyone would say 'oh you guys didn't even date for that long' and they would be right. But when i got butterflies and my heart beat even quicker, did that mean love?

No.

It couldn't.

I mean, it couldn't. But it did. Because i loved James Cassidy. Don't get me wrong, i wasn't in love with James Cassidy. But i loved him. It was something about his smile. Something about his eyes. Something about... him.

I looked at Sarah, realization falling on my shoulders like snow did last night, "i love James Cassidy" saying it out loud shut Sarah up right away. Saying it out loud made me realize that it was true.

I love James Cassidy. But i also can't have James Cassidy. Because i hate him, and i would never put myself through that again. If he truly cared about me he would have never been with that girl.

Still, seeing his car pull into the parking lot made me sweat. Seeing him get out of the car made me want to run. And seeing him walking towards me made me want to walk towards him.

He picked up his pace as i didn't do any of those things. I was Frozen while he stood in front of me and started to speak , probably trying to think of more excuses.

Then they ruined my moment.

"Aye, J! We heard about Lia, nice man" the group of boys highfiving the boy and cheering for him. My anger boiled over and i was going to tell them he never slept with her, but i was cut off by James.

"I didn't sleep with her" he said, his words monotone as he didn't even look at his friend, just me. His eyes pierced into mine but i didn't give him the satisfaction of doing the right thing. I grabbed Sarah's arm who was very confused, and walked the other way.

"What just happened" she asked, looking at the group of teenagers behind us, trying to understand the whole scenario. I shook my head, there was only one way to explain my trouble, the problem, the cause of this chaos.

"James Fucking Cassidy".