Hiding.

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Daniel's POV

     Well, Vanessa hasn't been texting me or calling me. Maybe she's hiding from me. She still doesn't know. So technically she has no reason to be mad at me. Right? I thought to myself as I ate my macaroni and cheese. I then took a shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed in some khaki cargo shorts and a Lana Del Rey tank. My phone then buzzed. It was Vanessa.

Vanessa's POV

     "He better fucking answer." I said to myself and then I heard his voice. "Hey babe." "No! None of that! What the fuck is wrong with you?! You must be stupid right?" I just heard his breathing. "How's your shoulder?! Does that help?" Ugh. I'm so pissed so I just hang up. I get ready for school, I get dressed in some black skinny jeans, a black cami, and put a burgundy cardi over the cami. I slip on my burgundy vans and I grab my purse and my dad drives me to school since he's going that way. I arrive and I go talk to my friends.

Daniel's POV

     Well shit. I wonder who told her. I then realize my outfit needed to be changed because I'm gonna go to school and get Vanessa. So I change into some jeans and a black t-shirt and I put on my black vans and I head out. Once I get to school I search for Vanessa. When I find her she starts walking away as she sees me, I grab her arm harshly and pull her into my chest. "Look, I'm sorry, okay?" "Why the fuck are you doing that dumb shit?!" She says with anger and sadness in her voice. "Let me make it up to you? My car's outside, we can leave for the day." She intertwines her fingers in mine and we start walking out to my car, leaving everything behind us.

Vanessa's POV

     It's like I can't stay mad at him. As upset and angry as I am, when I look into his eyes it's gone.

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