All the way to Serenade her // Shawn Mendes

Chapter 21

Quinn Pov

What was Veronica trying to cover up? She wants me to go to prom with her, but I don't see the point.

I have so much more  important things than prom. It's just prom, right? Yes, everyone says it's the most important night of Senior year. Well what about graduation that's important too. To most people that's probably not as important to them.

I'm not trying to say I hate prom, its that I have never thought about it in the front of my head. Usually it just flaunts in the back of my head making fun of me. Like I should think about college. Although I have a plan set for myslef. I want to go to Florida for college. Not the Florida where there are all these beaches. The groves part where there are plants, and plant nurseries everywhere. I want to study horticulture, environmental items with plants. It's always been something I have wanted to do, and it's going to be that way.

I know it's what I want more than anything. More than prom to me at least. Why would a stupid little crush matter anyway. Is Shawn even worth it in the first place? He's more than a crush to me though, he's perfect. There are some things that constantly annoy me about him, his bipolar. He probably has things about me that he hates, which I'm okay with. I don't know what to do practically I'm stuck. I have no clue what I'm doing anymore.

This whole love scene thing isn't exactly my cup of tea. Then again Shawn isn't even with me. I just thought all this flirting was a sign. For sure I thought we were a "thing".

Guess not.

I supposed it isn't the worst thing to ever happen to me. It's crazy to think about actually. How one year, I completely hate him. Then this year, I'm practically eating out the palm of his hand. I'm whipped for him. He's changed a lot too. He was such a jerk last year. His lunch table was so full. It looked like no one even had any arm room. Everyone wanted to be like them, sit at their table. Blah blah blah, dumb stereotypes of the popular kids. Then there was me.

I was "different", that's what Shawn always called me. He told me how different I was. Then again anything he called me then, I would have took as an insult. Which, obviously, being different was bad. So I assumed he was insulting me. Coming to this point, I can understand. I can actually see the different in me. I can also realize that Shawn wasn't as horrible as I describe him. Yes, I mean, I hated him last year. I wanted him to never be in my life, but I see now that I don't. He wasn't some vicious monster last year. It was me. I was so stuck up in my ways, that automatically I hated everything he said. I wouldn't even listen to him.

I was so convinced that everything about school was the number one importance in my life. Though it is, but I can't let my whole be school. I never actually lived life. To think, I didn't really live my life. Senior year is going to over soon, then there's college. Could college actually be the wild parties? Maybe that will be my life to actually live to potential heights. I've always heard my teachers say how much they would love to go back to college. That it was the best times of their lives. I just hope too, that it will be for me.

In mid thought Cece busted through my door like a firecracker. "How are you feeling?"

I was really startled by her, and I could feel my heart beat fast. "I'm feeling fine. Thank you."

She walked in and sat at my desk chair. She stared at me for a bit studying me, "You aren't sick aren't you? What's really wrong?"

"Mmh, nothing. I'm completely fine." I wandered off.

"No you aren't, you wouldn't just call me saying your 'sick'. What's going on with you Quinn? Please tell me. I want to help you, and I can't without you letting me know what's happening in your life."

I huffed, "Things have just been stressful. Schools really been on my back, and I get this bad feeling. I feel sick but it's this nervous pain in my stomach."

"I'm sorry. I know what it's like. That stupid knot in your stomach. Trust me, been there done that. It'll be alright though. You'll get over it, and it'll be okay." She smiled and parted her way out of my room.

There was so much I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't. I wanted to tell her about why schools been on my back. I know she thinks that it's about work. It's not though, my school work hasn't been anywhere on my mind. Why couldn't I just open myself up to her? I wanted for her too see how I really feel. I don't think she will be able to though.

It's just be another day in the life, I guess. 

Hey guys, so I just might be the biggest hypocrite ever. It took me a week to update. Oops.

Sorry friends, but enjoy this sorta short chapter. I owe you guys a chapter or so.

.-. idk what you guys want from me.