6.) You Icicle!

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" I'll plant a row of daisy seeds,
In the space below each eye,
So they'll remind you of your beauty,
When they bloom each time you cry."
~e.h

CHAPTER SIX.
7:55a.m.

I grab Hollys arm and pull her on the bed. "HOLLY! I don't want you to leave!"

She sits down next to me and wraps her arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. "I don't want to go either but I have school this week. I have to go."

"I hate these people! You can't leave me alone with them."

She grabs a pile of her shirts out of my dresser drawer and places them neatly into her lime green suitcase. "I'm sorry, Pais. I wish I could stay."

"Okay, what if you start home schooling or come to my school, I'll rent an apartment and you can stay with me rent free!" I suggest with a hopeful smile.

She exchanges a small sympathetic smile. "Paisley, that would be great. But I only have the one year left. Besides you have the guys, their great! We can visit each other every other week. Besides we talk on the phone every night, I don't want to leave you in this hell hole but I can't exactly take you home with me."

I pull her back on my bed. "Holly, come on. Just sneak me out. Take me with you!" I beg.

She chuckles and rubs my arm. "Paisley, don't make this any harder for me. It's already hard enough to leave you with these people. I'll be back before you know it!" She stands up and packs the rest of her things into her suitcase.

I stand up and glance at the packed suitcase. "Okay, I know I'm acting immature. So I'm sorry, but I don't care." I grab a couple of her tops out of her bag and quickly open the stairs and run down them.

"PAISLEY!" She yells from the attic. She runs down the stairs after me. I run down the hallway and down the stairs. I grab the door handle on the front door and open the door, rushing out of the house. I run barefoot on the cold, wet, slippery grass. She runs after me and grabs my hand, yanking her clothes away from me. "What the hell Paisley!"

"What's going on here?"

We turn around and see Teddy smirking, Bryson and Wesley standing next to him.

Teddy's eyes scatter across my body and he bites his lip. He takes a step closer to me, I didn't realize how tall he was, he's like a whole foot taller than me. He places his hand against my bare shoulder, lifting up my fallen white spaghetti strap.

 He places his hand against my bare shoulder, lifting up my fallen white spaghetti strap

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He smirks deviously, his hand still on my shoulder. "That top looks great on you!" He exclaims.

I push his hand off my shoulder. "Is it because I'm not wearing a bra and I'm in my pajamas? Or are you trying to be nice?" I ask as I cross my arms over my chest.

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