This is your classic Jock/ nerdy love story...
Athena Jacks was always very low profile long haired brunette. She never really had any friends and no one knew about her, and she liked it that way. She was just as beautiful as she was sweet. She had...
"Alright class. That's all for today. I hope to see you all at the football game tonight, and have a lovely weekend." Mrs.Sharp announced just before the bell rang.
Ahhhh, last class of today. Wonderful. I packed my bag, shoving every pen and pencil in any pocket. Wrapped the straps around me and walked out
Today feels like such a wonderful day doesn't it? The suns shining and the sky is clear. Could this day get better?
"Hello Tina."
Apparently not...
I turned around outside of my classroom, being faced with the worlds most awful people. Cheerleaders..
"It's um. Athena actually." I corrected
"Yeah. We don't care. So as you know, the football game is tonight, and tonight is the big night, do you want to know why?" Ashley asked me
I shook my head as I honestly could care less about the entire situation. "Well, it's the homecoming game of course"
Wow, homecoming already? How the hell did it come so quickly.
" tonight is normally the night when all football players ask their cheerleader girlfriends to homecoming. Which means that each football player will be with their very own cheerleader. A very good tradition I might add. And guess who will be Parker's, me!" She squealed, clapping her hands at herself as I just rolled my eyes
"Okay, great. Why are you talking to me?" I spat
She smiled slowly faded and turned into a scowl and her minions crossed their arms at the exact same time Interesting...
"Listen here bitch. You will not be at the game. You will not be anywhere near Parker. Because he's mine. And if I see you at all tonight, I swear that you will regret it." She was stepping closer to me with every word until I was pressed up against the wall.
Her two bitches cornered me from leaving as Ashely was getting in my face "Well. Good chat. See you... ehh who cares." She flashed me a smile and walked up, swaying her hips in dramatic ways. Her Barbie dolls whipped their hair at me and stormed off behind her.
Well, I was a good week. So close to making it. And as badly as I'd like to punch her face in. I'd much rather love getting some sleep.
And surprisingly, I managed to get home without any more interruptions. I walked straight through my front door and was eye to eye with my brother
"Hey there." He smiled.
"Uhhh... hi." I said back. He was so happy, I wonder why. Maybe something good happened at his "work"
Maybe he actually missed me and was happy to see me... nah.
"Why are you all cheery?" I asked, placing my bag on the counter as I picked up and apple and pierced it with my teeth.
"Oh nothing. Are you going to the game tonight?"
"Oh haha. No. No way. I am staying home." I said.
"Okay." He smiled and walked off. Okay, just, okay? Something was definitely up. He normally would have been cheering that I wasn't leaving the house. Especially out to a football game where there are boys.
Hmm... whatever. My phone buzzed as I reached down and pulled it out of my pocket
Angie🤓🦊: Hey you. Make sure to get some rest because I'm coming over in a bit. And we are going to have a girls night 😏!
Alright. I wasn't going to have a quiet weekend. But I wasn't going to say no. She's a really good friend. Maybe one of these days I can open up to her. But not now... I'm not ready.
Well. I'm sure Ryder will wake me up when she comes. Might as well take a nap until then.
I walked up the stairs and made my way over to my bed, plopping myself in and drifting off too sleep..
". "M-mom?..." I stuttered out. Trying to release my self from this god forsaken seatbelt "Abby?" I whimpered.
Oh my gosh... we need to get out. I need to get out now. I saw huge shard of glass sitting on the ceiling of the car. My arms reached for it, as far as they could go
"Come on... come on" I repeat to myself over and over. The tips of my fingers kept knocking it around, sliding into the other glass shards
"Reach Athie reaachhh" I dragged on Practically popping my arm out of its socket, I got it. I finally got the shard
"Hold on guys, please hold on...."
I reached up towards my belt, trying desperately to cut it off. The buckle was stuck on this stupid thing. The shard cut my fingers with every swipe, but I had to get it off.
With one more swipe, I had fell on the ceiling of the car. The tiny pieces of glass sunk into my skin as I lifted myself up. Desperately trying to make my way to the front seats.
I pushed myself towards them and saw them hanging there. Arms dangling down like they were Halloween decorations.
"Hold on. Please. Please don't leave me" I whispered to myself. Making my way up to my mom
"Mom?..."
No answer. Her eyes were closed and dirt covered her face, blood dripping down. So much blood...
"M-mom... please" I shook her body "Please!!"
"Athie!"
"Wahhhh!" I bursted up out of bed. Ryder had jumped back and waited there for me to be sane again
"R-Ryder?" I asked, sounding breathy "What are you doing?"
"Oh. Someone is at the door for you." He said almost shyly.
"Thanks, I'll be right there." He nodded and looked down at the floor, awkwardly leaving my room. He never talked to me about the nightmares. And I never shared. We both just, pretended that they never occurred. But it's so hard to pretend something like that doesn't happen...
I looked down and saw myself in the same cute outfit that I wore to school. Today had been semi cold weather, so I decided to go with a simple skirt and sweater and tights
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Yes. I can still be cute while being the "not so popular" girl.
I walked downstairs and headed for the door. But when I opened it, no one was there..
"Hello?" I asked, stepping out of my house and looking around. There was not a single person in sight. I could actually hear crickets "Ok-ayyyyy" I dragged.
I spun on my heel and headed inside, but before I could turn around to close the door, a black cloth of some sort wrapped over my head. And a hand covered my mouth.
