Sisters before misters... Or so I thought (On hold)

Chapter 3: All blond jocks are complete jerks!

Chapter 3: All blond jocks are complete jerks!

I am running down the halls of crystal bay high. I am so late! First of all, my sister refused to take me to school and Tyson would never pick me up after last night. I had to call my friend Lillian, but the only problem was her car. Last year her dad refused to buy her one and the only way she could get a car was to buy it herself, and lets just say she's not the richest teenager in town.

I burst through the hall doors, sprinting to my top locker. I fiddle with the lock which seems like forever. Did you ever notice how you instantly forget your combo when your rushing? Once I finally unlock my annoying locker I get out my maths textbook, exercise book and pencil case. I shove my bag in my locker too. Just as I am about to close my locker, it slams right in my face. I smell a familiar cologne that used to comfort me but now it makes me annoyed. I ignore the figure standing next to me for a few more moments.

"Are you really mad at me?" he asks, am I mad at him? No I just want to rip all of your blond hair out!

"No matter what you say Tyson, or what you do, we are not getting back together so don't even bother. Just leave me alone!" I snap

"I wasn't,"

"Oh.. then why are you here?" I ask, gritting my teeth. I do not want to hear what comes out of his mouth, but its against the schools 'expectations' to hit someone.

"I was wondering where your sister was, have you seen her? Cause last night was amazing. She let me do whatever I wanted! God it was so hot!" he smirks evily, if he tried to crush my heart, he succeeded.

I run away, my eyes filling with tears. I run into the first door I can find. On the front of the door is written 'JANITORS OFFICE', last year the janitor said he deserved an office more than any other staff in the school. The principle, Mr Brown found a loop hole by renaming the janitors closet, the janitors office. After that the janitor quit he job and move to Mexico or that is how the rumour remained.

I slam the door closed and cry my heart out. Remembering last night was tearing me apart, it was okay then because I was a bit tipsy and I couldn't feel the pain that is now flowing through me. I drop to the floor weeping, feeling weak that a stupid boy could make my heart break so easily. I used to think the world of him, I used to tell everyone how romantic he was, I used love the way he made me feel. Now all I feel is hurt because he cheated, but of all the blond bimbos in town it had to be my twin-freaking-sister. I hate her, and I hate him. The image of them pops back into my head. I lean over and spill my guts out, literally. Just as I had finished making myself sick, I start to feel a bit faint and fall to the ground. The last thing I could see was a beam of light coming from outside. I couldn't see who, but someone was going to see me in my worst state yet.

-------------------Authors------------Note---------------

Hi I am back, and very tired from today!!!!

I wrote this chapter and part of the other one last night but stupid me forgot to save it. Sorry, but this is almost how I had it before, thanks -Kels