The next day I woke up to my alarm. I rolled out of bed and walked over to my bathroom and took a quick shower. I decided to do my makeup today since I still had my bruises on my face. Which i'm still wondering how Ansel didn't see them on our FaceTime session.
Today I was able to sneak out past Bill because he was out cold and reeked of heroine. I walked to school in the rain and walked into school soaking wet. Lets just say that wet leggings aren't that great when you get wet. Since I arrived at school early I decided to go to my homeroom, which is math and happens to have the most uptight teacher ever. When i got there nobody was in there except for me and the empty desks who will be occupied later. As soon as I sat down my butt started vibrating due to a text message I just received, my leggings have butt pockets. The message was from Ansel.
Ansel: Hey, why won't you pick up?
Me: I just did didn't I?
Ansel: Well yeah but,..........oh sh**Kaylee i'm so sorry about the whole dad thing, i didn't even think that it would affect you.
Me: It's fine you didn't know, its just that I was afraid of you cowering away or being a douche bag about it like everybody else.
Ansel: Well I wouldn't have run away, it's not like you did anything to hurt the poor girl, hey look I will make it up to you!
Me: Make it up to me, Ansel i'm fine I promise there is nothing to makeup about.
Ansel: Nope I promise I will make you forget like any of your dad ever happened, how about meet me at Manhattan beach at 4 pm tomorrow.
Me: ok what should i wear to this fine occasion?
Ansel: Well madam you should wear a bikini with a wet suit and I believe I will be providing the surf boards.
ME: Okay that seems fair enough but i don't have a ride to the beach.
Ansel: Thats fine I will pick you up from school, which I need the name of, and then we can go to your house and pick up your stuff and be on our way to the beach!
Me: ok I go to Santa Clarita High and I get out around 2:45 pm so I guess I will see you then, and again thanks for all of this I really appreciate it.
Ansel: It's my honor, and I can't wait to beat you I have some killer moves on those waves!
Me: Haha love to see you try, but I cant wait to see your face when i beat you soo hard!
Ansel: HAhaha I can't believe you just said so hard, I will see you when I pick you up, deal?
ME: Deal. haha
( End of conversation)
Right when Ansel and I were done talking the bell rang indicating that class was about to start. All of the kids ran into their seats knowing that our teacher would be here any minute and didn't want to get scolded." Good morning class did you all have a fine evening last night?" Ms. Lane said in her snooty british accent. " Yes Ms. Lane." We all said at the same time making us sound like even more brainwashed than we already are from High school." Good, today we will be learning about," I the last thing i heard before i dazed off thinking about Ansel.
I was waken from my daze when the bell rang which was music to my ears because i was able to go to my favorite class, Language Arts. Personally I have always loved writing, even if I'm the only person who approves of the goodness of the story. I started walking out of the class and then i bumped into someone.
"OH MY GOSH WHATCH WHERE YOU ARE GOING LOSER!" Brittany, a stuck up no good for anything but sex girl yelled. But her falling over wasn't entirely my fault. " Well if it wasn't for your hooker heels maybe we wouldn't have this problem now would we?!?!?! Right as i was about to say something else i felt a hard blow to my face that i'm guessing was from one of the extremely manly girls with Brittany. As I tried to get up i felt more blows and the most excruciating pain i have ever felt go through all of my body. The last thing I saw was blood coming out of my mouth and then I was out.
When I woke up I checked the time. 12:34, wow it's lunch time and no one even bothered to help me. I staggered trying to get up, the pain was worse than a man that is half your wait standing on you. I limped my way to the girls bathroom, when I got there I looked like I was just in a bloody battle with a lion. I wanted to call someone to take me home but there was no one besides Ansel. I just gave in and called him. As the phone rang I tried to hold in my tears but the came strolling down my face. "Hey Kaylee aren't you in school right now?" He asked in his cheery voice " Ansel can you come pick me up from school?" I asked with a shaky voice. " Of course but why?" he asked kinda worried now " Just please I don't want to be here anymore." I said crying now. " I'm on my way don't do anything crazy while i'm gone." I laughed a little " Thanks, bye." and then the phone hung up..
As I sat there in the girls bathroom I decided to go into a stall just incase someone walked in, and I guess luck was on my side for once because right when I locked the door I heard the Clanking of heels. " So your not gonna believe it but my dad set up a date with Ansel Elgort tonight at 4 and he is gonna pick me up from school and i cant wait." I heard Brittany say. ' umm yeah right he is on his way to pick me up from school' I thought to myself. Then I got a text message from Ansel.
Ansel: I'm here do you want me to sign you out or just have you meet me in the parking lot?
Me: Can you sign my out and then come tot the girls bathroom I don't want to go outside.
Ansel: Yeah of course I will be there in a second.
Me: Thanks❤️.
( End of conversation)
I stayed in the stall waiting for the girls to leave but they just sat there talking. Then I heard a knock at the door " Kaylee are you in there?" I heard Ansels voice. I decided to gro a pair of boobs and walk out in front of the girls. I opened the stall and walked out and looked them all right in the eye. I opened the door and all I heard was gasps from all of the girls when they saw the work of art Ansel is. " Oh my gosh what happened to you?" Ansel asked. " Just some misunderstanding is all." then i saw him check me out. " You are way more taller and way more beautiful in person." " Haha thanks, I would say that to you but I don't think beautiful is the right word for a guy." He laughed and said" Your right I'm gorgeous." I laughed a good laugh at his remark. " Come on lets go get you cleaned up, so we can go to the beach." Ansel said. Then with that we walked to his old pick up truck which i thouhgt he was joking at first but then he got into it and started it up. " What you don't like my truck?" he asked " No I love pickup trucks its just i thought you would be driving something extravagent." " Haah nope this is the real deal." He said folowed by a wink. And with that we started driving towards my house with help of my directions of course.
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Random author Fact:
Even though i love writing acting is a passion for me and maybe someday will be my job. I also love food more than anything, even though i am normal weight for my height, I can eat more than my aunts boyfriend how is 6' 5" and weighs close to 200 pounds
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