A "fine" life

Chapter 1

Jc Caylen fan-fiction;

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Hey guys ! This is my first fan-fiction! I hope you enjoy! I work very hard to make it amazing! I'm sorry if there's any mistakes!

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To most I was angel. To few I was angi. But to one I was Angelica reign Clark, My best friend and the love of my life.

Most people my age say they love others but honestly they don't know what love is. Love is a stronger word than hate yet it is tossed around Too much no longer making it special. I understand liking someone A LOT, But love is so much more.

Jc used to throw love around like a toy. Then I walked into his life.

Jc was not a bad kid at school he just didn't really care. He didn't have to try hard in school to make A's so he often joked around leaving teachers mad. One day he took his jokes to far and wound up in detention. Sitting next to him he noticed a chunky, tall burnet. That burnet was me.

I'm not usually in detention but it just so happened that today my smart aleck comments didn't make my teacher very "happy." I was upset. Today I had been bullied. I wasn't being bullied by anyone around me I was bulling myself, physically and mentally.

I let the negativity in my life over rule the positive. That all changed thanks to Jc Caylen, my best friend and my beloved boyfriend.

Jc was a firm believer that keeping negativity out and letting positivity in your life was easy. He loves positivity and honestly that saved my life.

When i looked over at those around me in detention I saw Jc. Sitting up looking all around. He had a troublesome smirk and cool hair. Other than the cool hair he looked pretty basic. I was fine ignoring him, but he didn't like that.

" hey " , Jc. spoke with such ease unlike me. I didn't answer I just put my head lower and begun to read. " so you not a talker?" He asked. I just shrugged. Jc. Smirked and turned around and starter talking with some random guys sitting near him.

Most of the time detention is quite but today we had a sub taking over 4 period detention. Subs never payed any attention to there students.

The class got increasingly wilder as I got increasingly quieter. Jc. looked over at me and handed me a note. The note read; "hey I'm Jc. I wanna talk to you. Meet me later? Reply please!"

I'm shy but man I love to write! I sent back a reply asking where, why and when? We both agreed on the gym after school. I never got an answer why.

Later when we met I stayed pretty quite. Jc did some talking and I listened replied some but mostly listened. As we started to say are good byes is stared at the ground. Jc. Smiled gave ,me his number and with that he left.