2. Her

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Demitri's POV

After I drove away from her house, I met up with my friends at the back of the school.

I have no idea why I gave her a ride or even wanted her name. All I know is that I can't get her out of my fucking head.

I try to push her out of mind as I turn off my bike. "Hey where were you,man?"Asher said walking up to me.

"Demi was with that new girl."Mckayla said planting a kiss on me. "I'm sure she learned her spot in this town."

"Come on we're going to miss that fight if we don't get going."Asher said climbing on motorcylce and driving off with some of the other guys following him.

Mckayla climbed on with me wrapped her arms tight around me. I restart my bike and drive off after the boys. When Mckayla put her arms around me and kissed me it, it didn't feel right, or like the last time.

When we all arrived at the joint were the fight would be, my group found a spot and we sat. Asher and some of the guys grabbed themselves a couple of girls, and Mckayla was with me. The fight began and this time I actually watched, well somewhat, my eyes where watching but my mind kept traveling back to Beca.

"Baby whats wrong?" Mckala said hanging on to me pulling me from my mind and the guys punching the shit out of each other.

"Nothing," I said looking at her. I need to destract myself so I lean in and deeply kiss Mckayla, but it only made it worse.My head started wishing that it was Beca who was in my lap. I pull away and stand up.

"Demitri! What is wrong with you today?" She said harshly.

I looked at her, "I don't know!" And I didn't Beca wasn't my type she was far from it. I walk out to my bike and pull out a cigarette and light it. As I breathed out the smoke I just decided to go home, maybe I need to sleep on it.

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