Don't fall

Chpt 33 - Final Hours

Tonight's the night. I wake early, hoping to fit in every last thing I want to do before I die. It's a long list, but most of it's impossible. No matter. Maybe I'll even go to school today. Maybe.

I wipe tears from my eyes, jumping into the shower. I start it on hot, but soon go to freezing. I wash my hair and my body, even taking the time to shave. Then I wrap myself in a fluffy towel, blow drying my hair and curling it. My dark locks curl perfectly. My tan skin is smooth and lotioned. I throw on some Smokey makeup and then slide into a black and white skirt and a black top with a blue jean jacket (above).

I take a few hits from my Juul before heading down the stairs, almost falling. I bring out my phone and call Quinn as I make a steak and potatoes omelet thing. It's delicious. Quinn answers within two beats.

Quinn: "What?"
Me: "can I get a lift to school?"
Quinn: "*huff* I'm not going"
Me: "well now you are"

I hang up. #1 on my list, ride his motorcycle again. Mint smoke falls from my lips, making me feel very aesthetic. I drink a cherry coke and play Halo Reach, listening to songs by Halsey, Drake, and Beartooth. A loud knock comes from the door and I go skipping down the stairs to answer it, completely buzzed. "Hey!" I cheer as I open the door. Mom hasn't been home in awhile. She's probably out sleeping with some rich guy.

I lean against the doorframe as the world spins. Quinn stands there in his leather jacket, raising an annoyed eyebrow at me. "What's wrong with your car?" He asks me. I shrug, "nothing. Just wanted a ride" I confess. He shakes his head, his annoyment glowing on his skin.

"You know, you look fucking ridiculous so buzzed" he says in a deep voice. I smile widely, "but I feel greeeat". He takes my hand and guides me to his bike. I only carry my phone and Juul with me.

As his dark green orbs meet mine I take a huge hit from my Juul, blowing it into his face. He sighs, "really?" He growls annoyed. I smile widely, winking. He smirks as we reach his bike, pressing my back to it, he slams his lips into mine. I kiss him back, sliding a hand up into his hair and tugging him closer. His arms wrap behind me and he pulls me closer, not letting me escape. One of his hands slides down to my ass, squeezing.

He kisses me a little longer before pulling back, breathing heavily. Then he just turns and jumps onto his bike, looking slightly flustered. "You kill me" he grunts softly. I feel my lips smirk. One more thing on my list, kiss as many guys today as possible. Should be easy, with all of them practically hanging onto me constantly. I'm such a terrible friend.

We pull up to the school, still extremely early. I wave goodbye to Quinn and start running towards the school. "Thanks for the ride babe!" I call back to him. In the back of my mind I'm reminded that both of us are slightly expelled, but oh well. I just can't get caught I suppose. I'm surprised the cops haven't shown up at my door or something. They're probably too busy to take care of a low-life like me.

Not many people are at the school, but those that are turn and look at me. Some wave, others lean to who they're with and whisper things under their breath. I don't let it bother me. I have a mission. I head into one of the school bathrooms, heading into a stall. Then I pull out a pocket knife and start carving in the following, "Remember me. JL"

Then I get up and head out towards the library, I have a feeling Derek will be there, if he's here. I nod at the librarian, who doesn't pay me any attention, and head back into the closed off reading room. Derek's cold blue eyes glance up as I stroll in. He smiles at me. A quick, small thing.