Rosie's Daisy Chains

2. Not With All Of Your Heart

   A/n: please remember chips are the equivalent of fries, thank you!!

"the fact he cheated doesn't just take that love away, and it doesn't stop the pain of heartbreak."

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   I'm sitting in the common room tapping my pencil against the desk. I'm trying to do a piece of art for my coursework but I'm not in the mood. The only thing on my mind is that I want revenge on Kieran. I want to embarrass him the way he embarrassed me. The only problem was that I was the complete worst at thinking up plots and being adventurous.

   But hey, I could always go with swapping his shampoo for hair removal cream. Basic but effective.

   I look around the room trying to find motivation for this piece, it's not even good compared to some of my other work.

   My impassive sight falls upon Ethan on the other side of the room. He runs a hand through his hair in aggravation as Evelyn Braidy rambles in front of his, gesticulating no end at some sort of extravagant story she was telling.

   I found it kind of funny how Ethan seemed irritated by her presence, everyone seemed honoured when she spoke to them. I didn't have anything against her, she was pretty, much prettier than I am, and she wasn't stupid like some girls used to be before sixth form.

   The only thing that was annoying about her was that I got the impression she could become too clingy.

   She flipped her white-blonde hair over her shoulders and fluttered her eyelashes at Ethan, laughing when she finished her story. He didn't even smile back at her but spoke lowly, barely moving his lips, that I couldn't tell what he was saying. But I could figure from the way her expression turned sour.

   He strolled away from her, leaving a pout in her lips, and caught me staring. I looked down at my paper briefly before looking up again. He smirked and walked right past me, out of the common room and to who knows where.

   I still felt like I should thank him for sticking up for me with Kieran because since Monday when it happened he hadn't spoken to me. Yeah, it was only Wednesday but I was expecting him to consistently explain himself to me. Honestly, I could be doing without all that.

   I was caught up in my own my thoughts that I didn't even notice that somebody had sat down besides me until they spoke up, "wow, that's really good."

   He pointed down at the sheer in front of me, a half completely sketch. Hell, it want even half completed, it was just a mess.

   I grabbed the centre of the paper and scrunched it up in my hands.

   "Woah, what are you doing that for?" He put his hands up expressing his surprise.

    "I don't like it," I shrug, "it could be better."

   I toss it across the room and it lands right in the bin, I'm filled with such pride that a massive grin comes across my face. Josh looks over from across the room with wide eyes, giving me a thumbs up and I flick my hair in vanity.

   The boy next to me puts his hand up for a high five and I slap my palm against his.

   Then I realise that I'm sitting next to Toby Wickers. One of Ethan's best friends and a team player on the football team, so I guess he was kind of friends with my brother but I wouldn't know because I don't go to the parties that he does.

   The idea of house parties does appeal to me, but I feel like they'll let me down or I'll be the lightweight that everyone ignores and pushes into the corner. Maybe I'll pressured into sex as well and I didn't particularly want that either.