Baby Girl //Dolan Twins |✅

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Chapter Two: "Ice cream, Dolan Dream"

Monday Continued

"YOU'RE SO CUTE, " Grayson tells Melanie as they flirt in the back seat. I watch them through the mirror until Ethan turns it towards him.

"You don't need to see that," he says clenching his jaw. I just sigh and look out the window. It was sweet of him to think about me,  but I was a big girl(literally). I could handle myself.

We kept driving down an endless road. I was curious as to where we were going because now I was almost positive that it wasn't school.

"Um...where are we going? School's the other way?""

"Relax, we're just going another way. It's longer. " Grayson tells me. I didn't want to talk to him, so I pretty much ignored the fact that he even existed. The sight of him alone, disgusted me.

"So this is why you guys get to school late,  huh?" Melanie asks in a flirtatious manner.

"That and a few other things," Grayson smirks.

After that the two begin to kiss for the hundredth time, and I want to let down the window and puke

"Really?" Ethan annoyingly growls. I focus out the window at the beautiful scenery before I became annoyed too. California was truly beautiful. The trees, the exotic flowers, and occasionally the people. It was the life. I had wanted to move to New York, but I could never do such a thing. This place was way too beautiful.

We pull up to school building. I was so glad that I was a senior because this hell hole was draining every pint of love in me that I had left. I looked forward to each bell, especially the very last one.

Ethan puts the car in park, and turns off the engine. I take a deep breath and start telling myself encouraging things that my therapist would recommend.

"You are beautiful, smart, and amazing, " I whisper under my breath. I repeat it again and again until I semi believe it. Sometimed it helped, other times it didn't.

"Everything okay?" Ethan asks as he looks at me.

With my eyes still tightly shut, I nod a couple of times. "Yeah. Everything's peachy."

We all get out of the car and grab our stuff. Well, except for Mel. I take the luxury of carrying her bags. That was the only reason why I was here.

As we advance towards the school, everyone stares and whisper as we trot up the stairs. I was so nervous that I was sure to faint. I didn't like having a lot of eyes on me.

My legs tremble a bit as I try my hardest not to fall in the wedges that I'm wearing. Beyonce was right, pretty really does hurt. My feet were definitely starting to feel the blisters rolling in.

We reach the lockers before Grayson and Mel decide to ditch me and Ethan. I open my locker expecting him to leave too, but surprisingly he stood there waiting. I tilt the door to look at him.

"What are you doing? " I wonder as I watch him.

He leans forward on his tippy-toes before quickly balancing his feet back to it's normal position.

"I'm waiting on you, of course," he lightly laughs.

I open the locker even further to block his view of my face. A tiny celebration surged through me before quickly dismissing. I straighten my face and calm down, attempting to behave like a normal human being.

Once I'm finish, I close the locker shut and happily glide down the hallway with Ethan. He was gorgeous to me. I didn't really have good taste in guys, but I knew for sure that he was cute. I didn't need good taste to know that. He was different from other guys. I could never figure him out. People always labeled him as the sensitive twin, and from what I've seen from him, I couldn't agree more. It wasn't a bad thing though, but it was a bit weird. I could've sworn that he had a thing for my sister once, but I guess that it was just a small crush.