My First Love, And My Last...

Bitch Doesn't Know What's Gonna Happen To Her.. :)

Before I start this I'm gonna go to sleep... Okay, where was I..? Oh. Yes..

When I eventually had to go home I hugged the boys and waited for my mom at the door. (She liked to talk) We walked home and when we walked in the first thing I did was kick off my shoes and get water. I was exhausted to I said good night to my mom and went up to my room. I put my hair in a braid, changed into my pajamas, and took off my makeup. I laid on my bed and feel asleep early.

The next day I woke up to my alarm practically screaming in my ear. I turned it off and made my bed. I put on shorts and a blue long sleeve. I put my hair up into a messy bun and did my makeup. I got my book bag and phone and went down stairs. When I was putting on my shoes I got a text. It was from Johnson in the group chat. It said,

JJ: "Were still walking early together right?"

Me: "I'm pretty sure!"

JG: "Yasssss!"

JJ: "Okay. Just seeing if we are or not."

Me: "Yeah. Brb getting my breakfast ready."

JJ: "Kk :P"

I got some cereal and then just decided to not talk because I was going to see the boys in about two minutes. When I was finished I put the bowl in the sink and waited for the boys. When they were around the corner I put my phone in my book bag and walked towards them. Jack kisses me on there cheek and held my hand. When we were walking I realized that Johnson looked a little sad.. I let go of Jack's hand and sped up to be my Johnson. I asked him,

"What's wrong..?"

"Nothing.." He said in a small voice.

"You sounded so energetic over text.."

"Yeah. I was looking at the screen with not expression on my face.."

I put my arm around him and looked at him. He turned to look at me and I asked his,

"Tell me. What's wrong?"

"M-Marisa. She. Um.."

"Do I need to fucking kill a bitch?" I asked raising my voice.

"Yes. Please." He said.

"Okay. At school?" I asked.

"Sure.."

"Do you not want me to?"

"No. Sorry. I want time to plot her death."

I laughed and messed up his hair.

"Want me to?" Jack cut in.

"Nah. Come over my house tonight so we can plot her death together. Both of you."

"Okay!" Jack and I said at the same time.

I texted my mom saying that I was hanging out with the boys after school.

"Wanna watch our basketball game tomorrow?" Johnson asked me.

"Yeah. Sure!" I said to him...