What's Left of Me

3.

Ava's pov

In the morning I wake up to my alarm and start to get ready for school. I take my hair out of my braid and brush it out. I pick out a denim skirt and a long sleeve black shirt from my closet and put them on. I put on a gold choker and some jewelry. I do my makeup except I go for a more darker look with the eyeshadow. Once I'm dressed and ready I slip on my designer black combat boots and grab my backpack.
For breakfast I make a smoothie and eat a protein bar. After I eat breakfast I grab my keys and get in my car to go to school.

When I get to school I park and quickly get out. I realize that I have 3 minutes to get to class. I open the door and walk inside. Immediately I feel a hundred pairs of eyes on me. Obviously everyone else didn't care that they were about to be late to class. Then I look around at everyone. Every single person is holding a yellow piece of paper. I keep walking to my locker and find a yellow piece of paper staring at me. I rip it off my locker. It's a picture of me with my eyes scratched out with edited pill bottles beside me. On the top is written Crack Head. My inside boil and I want to scream. Who ever thinks this is funny is sick. I look around and everyone is still looking at me.

"What are you looking at?! Go to class!" I yell in the hallway. Everyone turns their head and starts moving. I don't move from my locker until everyone is gone. I crumble up the piece of paper and head down the hallway to my class. I'm angry. Correction, I'm livid. I yank open the wooden door. I throw the paper in the garbage can and make my way to my seat. Pricilla looks at me but before she says anything the door opens and the teacher comes in.

"Open your textbooks to page 234," He says walking over to the projector and turning it on. He pulls down the screen from the ceilings and I hear some gasps and some people start laughing. The poster is plastered on the screen. I clench my fist. That's it. I grab my backpack off the floor and get up. I push the door open and slam it behind me. I walk down the hallway until I get to the bathroom. I shut the stall door behind me and sit down on the toilet seat and put my head in my hands.

Brandon's pov

Everyone was talking about the posters. Some jerk had made them and hung them on every locker in the school. It was sick. Everyone knew about Ava's mom and now they have convinced everyone that her family is a bunch of crack heads. I saw her face when she burst through the door. She was so angry. She didn't deserve it.
When the teacher pulled down the projector I closed my eyes. I heard her get up and I opened my eyes to see her slamming the door. The teacher turned off the projector and told us to calm down. I looked at Pricilla who was on her phone. Why didn't she go after her? I should have gone after her. She needs someone.

Ava's pov

I missed class up until lunch. I stayed in the bathroom for three periods. I made my way to the cafeteria and found my friends at our normal table. When I sat down they all looked at me.

"Where have you been?" Melody asked.
"In the bathroom, hiding," I said.
"I swear I'm going to find out who made those poster." Pricilla said angrily.
"We took down most of them," Jesica put her hand over mine. I smiled.
"Thanks."
"How can people be so mean?" Melody shook her head. She was right. How could they? Pricilla said something to Melody but I wasn't listening. I had pulled out my phone.

Brandon: Sorry about the posters, are you okay?
Me: No I'm not

After lunch I decided to go home. I have had enough of school for today. When I get home I take a long nap and when I wake up I realize I have a jazz class to get to.
      I change into some black shorts and a light pink tank top. I throw my hair up into a pony tail and grab my dance bag. I grab a smoothie on my way out and head to the studio.
      Every now and then I liked to do fun classes. Yes Ballet is what I'm good at but I'm also really good at contemporary and jazz. When I get to the studio I sign in as Olivia and go in and stretch.

      Jazz class was so much fun. We learned a combo and it was super fun. During the 2 hours I had forgotten all about what happened at school today and it made me feel good. When I got in my car I drove home while listening to some music. I pulled in the driveway and saw a black car in front of me. It's Shawn's car. I totally forgot to text him and now he's here.
      I get out of the car and go in through the front door which is already unlocked. The house is dark.

"Shawn?" I call. I set down my keys and my bag and walk down the hallway into the kitchen. I flip on the light in the kitchen and walk inside.

"Boo!" Shawn comes in front of me. I scream and put my hand on my chest.
"Shawn!" I smile and hit his arm. He laughed.
"Damn I really scared you," he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair and stepped closer to me.
"Where were you?" He asked.
"Dance class, why are you here?"
"You never texted me back."
"Sorry I got distracted."
"With the thing that happened at school today?" He asked. I sighed and nodded.
"Idiots, they probably thought it was so funny," I smiled at him. Shawn got closer to me.
"I need you Av," he slid his hand in mine and got closer and closer to me.
      I grabbed his shirt and pulled his lips toward mine. He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer as I deepened our kiss. Still kissing, we maneuvered our way upstairs. I tugged on Shawn's black t shirt and he slipped it off and threw it on the stairs. He wrapped his arms around me and carried me the rest of the way to my bedroom. My room was dark but I didn't care. He set me on the edge of my bed and I slipped off my tank top and then he eased me back on to the bed while hovering over me. He kissed my neck and I moaned. I needed him right now.
Soon all our clothes were gone and our sweaty bodies were pressed together and I was clutching onto his back. He said my name over and over again and I suddenly felt like I was floating and nothing could touch me or harm me.

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