The Pretty And The Popular

Chapter Twenty One

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Chapter Twenty Two

I woke up way past my alarm, and washed my hair in the sink as lucas  

took a two minute shower. I hurridly dried my hair and sound a pair of  

shiny orange heels and an orange scoopneck shirt. I swept my akward  

length bangs to the left, so they were parted to the right. I grabbed  

my purse and my extra credit card and license. I met Lucas in the  

bathroom, pulling a white button down shirt on his arms. I buttoned it  

up and smiled as he reached up and touched the necklace he'd given me.  

"Love it." I said.  

"Love you." he said. He kissed me and we walked down the hall to the  

stairs and ran down. Lucas grabbed his keys and we got in the car. No  

time for breakfast. We would be late anyway. When we got to school we  

got a tardy slip from the office and walked to our first class.  

Everyone's heads turnned at we came in. Alecia looked at me, pure  

hatred easibly readable on her face. Parker wasn't sitting with her,  

though. Hands clapsed, we walked to the back of the room and sat down.  

The teacher cleared his throat, capturing most of the attention.

"Dad is sooo pissed off at you." lindy said at lunch. Lucas and I were  

sitting, backs against the brick wall of the school. She was sitting  

with Marc, eating lunch.  

"I know." I sighed. "But who cares about it? He didn't care I got  

shot, why should he care who I'm sleeping with?"  

"Well, it's his job." Lucas mumbled into my hair.  

"Well it's also his job to make sure his daughter dosent die, and  

visit her when she's been shot." I sighed.  

"I know."

When I got home I went up to my room and opened the balcony doors,  

feeling the perfect tempature breeze swim over my body, through my  

hair and my room. Lucas was at baseball and I was planning to sleep a  

bit, maybe get a start on the homework after relaxing for a while.  

"You have such a nice house." came a familliar, husky voice from my  

door. Despite everything he'd put me through, shoving it all away, I  

threw my arms around Heath's neck.  

"Heath! Ohmygodwhatareyoudoinghere?" I rambled. He smiled and sat me  

back down to my feet. He reached up and touched my scar.  

"I heard about this and I had to be sure you were alright.  

"Oh, God." I hugged him again. I looked up into his face, and then the  

smile slowly melted off my face. "Your photos were sent all over the  

school." I said quietly.