I was pretty pissed off when first break came around.
"What's stuck up your ass?" Ali chuckled, taking a seat between Henry and I.
"I don't feel well." I mumbled, pouting.
"You felt find this morning?" she quizzed, raising an eyebrow.
I shrugged, leaning backwards.
I rolled my eyes when Henry began to play with Ali's hair. He was all over her and it was really fucking annoying.
"Hey, didn't he try to stab you last week?" I pointed out.
It was her time to shrug.
"Someone jealous?" Henry teased, leaning over to me.
"Why would I be jealous?" I cockily replied.
"Because she likes me more than you." he whispered, smirking.
"What the fuck? No I don't." she grimaced, edging away from Henry.
I smirked at Henry and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. I was not expecting her to pull away from me too. She stood up and stood back away from us.
"I don't like either of you's like that. Stop being desperate, Jesus, I'm not a toy." she scoffed, walking away.
I looked at Henry, he looked back at me. We both looked back to her then to eachother.
"What, the fuck?" Henry said quietly.
I shrugged and went back to eating my pasta. When I looked at Henry again, he was still looking in the direction Ali left.
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Burnt Out - Patrick Hockstetter.
FanfictionThe gang set their eyes on the loner a couple days after she started. She was mysterious and nobody seemed to know anything about her. They were drawn to her by her recklessness and lack of cigarettes, the snarky remarks and her untold truth. She w...
