Yes sweet potatoes, I am back! And I've got a chapter for you. I aim to get to chapter 5 this week. Before and Chapter 1 is up so make sure to read that. See ya at the end of this chapter sweet potatoes.
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GROANING SILENTLY, I hand my exam sheet in and pray for the best. Not that praying works. Calculus is last period today so I neatly place my stationery in a pile but ruin my work by dumping it in my pencil case. I fidget nervously and tug on my shirt. I'm not a bad student in calculus, I swear I'm not. I just get nervous, as if something is going to come. I stand, looking at my watch. 2.29. Miss Gray stands and collects all the exam papers and some people in the back start to snicker and chat.
'Shush!' Miss Gray hushes everyone, the boys in the back carry on. I stare at my watch. 5, 4, 3, 2- The noise of the bell cuts through my ears and I walk to exit the crowded room.
'Hey,' Someone whispers to me. I turn and see Shane, the school's golden boy. I glance at his golden locks and his perfect body. His chocolate brown eyes stare into mine. I roll my eyes. He uses girls like toilet paper, once he's done with them he throws them away.
'What?' I ask with a stormy glare in my eyes. He ignores it.
'Laura, I'm jealous of your heart,' He starts. A confused expression litters my face.
'What?' I sputter.
'I'm jealous 'cause it's pumping inside of you and I'm not,' He finishes with a cheeky grin. I must have made a small disgusted noise at it because he pecked my cheek.
I'm not going to lie but I was pretty. I had soft brown curls that some people were jealous of. I had lips that fitted my face perfectly. My eyes were a light shade of blue that could be mistaken for grey. My height and body shape intrigued people. I also kept in shape.
Shane's been after me for a long time. I trace a finger on his cheek, letting him feel triumphant. He leans forward to kiss me but I push him back.
'Babe, you know you want me,' Shane says with a pout.
'Outside,' I urge. I was really getting tired of this. I felt a sudden wave of nausea wash over me but it was gone as quickly as it came.
As soon as we were outside of the class room, I pull his face closer to mine. I can hear whispers from behind us. He pushes close to me and I feel something hard pushing me. I let out a disgusted grunt. I lean a bit closer and he tries to kiss me.
'Tut!' I scold shifting my head so his wet soft lips land on my ear. I hold back the urge to punch him. I lean even close and I tilt my head until it's facing his ear. 'Leave. Me. Alone,' I whisper with as much menace is I can. I pull back and he laughs. He pulls me by my waist and without thinking I knee him between his legs. Where the sun doesn't shine. He grunts and I smirk with satisfaction.
'Shit!' He shouts in pain. I walk away, leaving him on his own.
His disgruntled curses follow me as I leave the school.
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MY HEAD gives a terrible throb as I lay on my bed. I give a loud moan. I head to the medicine cabinet in my room and take out the aspirin. I'm not sure why I have it but I shrug. I take my water bottle and I swallow the aspirin with the water. I groan loudly and lay on my bed. My head throbs more and I feel exhausted. I close my eyes for a second. Just a second.
2 hours later, I wake up. I must have dozed off after I had some aspirin. My head still throbs in pain and I groan. I head downstairs and I see mom sitting on the couch. I gently sit next to her still figure.
'Mom?' I ask. She doesn't reply. 'Mom.' I shake her lightly.
'Yes?' She says softly, her voice always filled with a slight sadness. She's always been like this since Lucas was taken by the FBI.
'It's Laura,' I say as softly as I can. 'Let's go take a walk.' I try to make my voice as suggestive as I can. She just nods and I hold her hand. Dad was pretty much never at home, always busy with business trips and all of the things that business men do. I help her stand and I direct her to the door.
'Where are we going?' She asks.
'Just a small walk down the block and back,' I smile at her but she doesn't take any notice. I clasp her hand and walk her out. My headache is still pounding heavily. I groan loudly.
'Sweetie are you okay?' My mom says, concerned. She may be depressed but it didn't mean she didn't care.
'I'm fine, just have a headache,' I reply. Hopefully the fresh air will help the throbbing in my head. Another wave of nausea goes over me. We walk down the block in silence, we walk back to our house. 'When was the last time you had an antidepressant Mom?'
'A couple of hours ago,' She murmurs. Her dosage is two daily.
'Shit!' I shout as my head throbs more painfully. As soon as we are back in I rush upstairs to my room. I feel nauseous and sick.
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AFTER TWENTY minutes of heaving my guts up, I feel slightly better. I cough and the pain in my head has ceased a bit. I look at the mirror and straighten my dress. My hair was disheveled and I looked a right mess. I cough again. I glance at the window and I spot something. Even though I felt sick, I was glowing. My hands were glowing and shining. My stomach lurches. I had seen something like this before. Lucas's his hands had glowed like this. Frustrated, I bash my hand on my bed. I stare at it. After a few seconds, the duvet disappears. And in it's wake are bubbles. I groan.
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I'm back my sweet potatoes! And I'm back with a single question. Help on Shane's personality. Comment how you want him to be and I'll try to shape him like that as much as I can!
Bye, bye my sweet potatoes.
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