He saved my life... Well kind of ?

He saved my life... Well kind of? 24

Hiya, sorry for the wait. My friend from Alberta is in Ontario, so my friends and I hung out a lot with her.

This post is freakin' long, I think.

I decided to incorporate another Parachute song in the story, it doesn't explain how Trinity feels, but it's the song she's listening to.

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READING TIME:

"Alright enough of this sappy crap!" Zane said snapping me out of the eerie while he clapped his hands.

I smiled a tiny bit, "What? Zane cant deal with sappy crap?" I teased and playfully nudged his shoulder.

His eyes shifted around the quad before meeting and locking on mine, "No." He said quietly.

I grinned and pinched his cheeks, "Aww poor Zanie."

The rest of the lunch consisted of Zane and I just talking, eating and playing around. Not a bad lunch if you ask me!

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Is it me or after lunch, the day goes by so slow. And by SO SLOW, I mean turtle pace people! Seated at the back I stared at the teacher, in my mind, she was mute, you can see her talking but, no sound coming to my ears.

My eyes suddenly became heavy and my head then fell on the desk quietly. Hair toppled over my face, masking it away.

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"Trinity? This class isn't meant for sleeping." My teacher scolded. "If I catch you sleeping in my class once more, I'll give you detention for a month." She finished.

"But Ms. It was a one time thing-" I started trying a soft voice with her.

However she cut me off, "No Ms. Lenix, you said that last time, and the time before that. I am not cutting you any slack anymore." She said fiercely and walked back to the front of the room, her heels clacking against the floor.

Jeez, teachers must they be such bitches, I thought before trying my hardest not to fall asleep.

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Science was cool, scratch that BETTER than French. Its not my fault, French is such a boring subject, and a boring teacher to top it off. Amazing duo right?

In science we did another experiment, which was fun. And consisted of fire. I felt like a pro, in the lab coat, and safety goggles. However we have to do a lab report, I hate lab reports, actually I hate any form of homework. Yet I get good grades. ;)

And what really sucked, was that I was in a group with two total air heads, which left me to do most of the experiment and is probably gonna make do the lab report. Fml worthy? I think so.

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School, finally over.

Me, I was overjoyed, as usual.

Ah, the taste of freedom when you walk out of the school doors, and a fresh breath of air reaches your face. But the only downfall is knowing you have to go back to school and do this crap all over again.

I quickly zipped up my black sweater, when I felt the cool air nip at my skin. Goosebumps suddenly covering my arms in less than a minute.

Whipping out my iPod touch, I clicked the shuffle option and began to walk to the parking lot to leave this hell hole. Oops I meant school.

One of my favourite songs blasted through my ear phones. She (For Liz) by Parachute.

I did a mini fist pump, I guess that's what I get for watching way too much Jersey Shore.

I then began to sing along to the chorus of the tune :

She, She is the words that I can't find

How can the only thing that's killing me make me feel so alive

And I couldn't speak

I couldn't breathe to save my life

All of my chances swim like sinking ships

This time it's it

I'll drown or make her mine

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I probably sounded like a lesbian singing it, but what can I say, I LOVE the song. As I pushed the key farther into the lock of my car door, I felt someone's presence around me, along with a light tap on my shoulder.

David.

Oh, right I remember now, he wanted to 'talk' after school. Nervous laugh.

"Oh sorry." I spoke, and did the nervous laugh.

"It's all good." He replied calmly.

"So...?"

"Right, I know we've only been hanging out for a while now, but I was wondering, will- y-you be my g-gi-girlfriend?" He stuttered and then looked hesitantly in my eyes.

I didn't know what to say, yes? I mean I've always, scratch that I've wanted to be his girlfriend years ago. Here's my chance, should I take it? Would it be what I dreamt about, yeah, I'm afraid I confessed that I dreamt about him and that we were dating... Would our kisses be magical? Will I be swooped off my feet?

I'm sounding way too much of a girl now.

Or will it be a stupid relationship, one of those where people are like,

"Hey wanna go out?"

"Yeah!"

And all they do is have a relationship for the people, not for them. Showing PDA at school and the public, but as soon as they are in a room ALONE together, it's dead silent. Will he be using me? For popularity? For sex...?

Should I go with my first instinct. Or think this through, thoroughly?

Decisions, decisions, why must they be so freakin' hard. Damn it.

I'm not your average girl that yells, YES for the whole world to hear. Even though in reality the girl hardly knows the guy and is rushing things.

Me, I think.

I think pros and cons. Not just click the buzzer on a game show and spit out an answer that isn't correct.

I stood still, and felt the need to leave, and crawl away. But that would be rude. I gulped loudly and looked at my surroundings, a couple of guys stood under a tree and were staring at us.... Creepy? HELL YES.

Another dislike, when a lot people look at me or stare, all at once.

Too much pressure.

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Heads up, I'll prob won't post for a while, that friend from Alberta, she's staying my house for a while. So I prob won't get the chance to write. SORRY in advance.

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