This is Chemistry

The Bet is On...

Indiana POV:

You can imagine how much trouble I was in. I was grounded for a week and I guessed right. She was worried sick!

She started to yell and scream while I stood at the door for about 5 minute straight. Until she saw Isaac there of course. Which made it much worse. I'll brief it out.

He ended up apologising for me instead and taking the blame. He said something along the lines of 'I'm sorry Mrs Jonathan but Indiana was with me'. Well done mate my mum ended up thinking there was something going in between us, which made me puke a little.

The whole 'Mrs Jonathan' was sweet except the fact that my mum was divorced...

This of course made my mum Start to think about my dad. The whole divorce and I quote 'she misses being called Mrs jonathan'. Mum ended up quiet emotional with the whole thing. Then I had a long lecture about sex education and another how I wasn't aloud a boyfriend until I was 18.

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I had a bowl of corn flakes this morning with a ton of sugar on top and a dribble of honey across it.
I wanted to throw in a couple of strawberries making me feel less fat but there was no point. Sugar and fruits don't match. Not that I cared about my weight.

I mean I didn't understand girls who desperately wanted thigh gaps. The ones who wanted bony hips and to make sure there rib bones show. The ones who wanted the skinniest bodies ever. I mean it just wasn't attractive to me.

A Nicki minaj ass, Amber rose Boobs and Beyoncé's thighs was my thing... Or maybe it was just the fact that I'm black.

A date to KFC was the ideal date. Not down a fancy restaurant with a plate of salad. I would have a bucket of wings, large chips and a large vanilla milkshake.

I eat a lot. But then again food is life.

I drag my feet across the pavement scraping the back of my trainers on the floor. My head dropped staring at my feet as my hair fell from the ponytail across my face.

I could see the blonde ends clearly as the sun reflects of it making it glow. This made my hair look like my golden jewel. Whiles admiring the golden blonde ends on my hair my front foot somehow causes my second foot to trip over my first foot.

This made me land straight on to the concrete grey coloured hard rock floor. I sat up sitting on to my bum I stretched out my foot causing my knee to slightly bend. A sharp small pain escapes from my knee.

I look down at it pulling up my stripped patterned leggings. There's a bit of blood from the floor scraping my knee. I let out a small yelp while trying to lean on to a tree standing my self up.

I finally get up and slowly start to walk limping trying my best not to lean onto the injured foot. I finally reach a bench not further than two metres from where I had fallen over my own foot. It seemed a mile away from the pain.

It wasn't pain I couldn't bare, in fact I could bare it so I started to walk again. I carried on limping trying to find some objects around to lean on to when walking. I finally reach the entrance of the shop. I grab on to the door handle dragging my injured foot along with me.

I heard laughing from behind me. I stopped and looked behind me to see Isaac and his little Sheep's standing across the road from me. They were laughing at me.

All except Isaac. He just looked straight at me without a single blink. I looked over at him and they just stood there staring. I glanced over to see both the other boys laughing pointing at me. Clearly making jokes and sarcastically laughing.