Marrissa's P.O.V
"Shawn, everyone is starring." I whispered as we walked hand in hand down the hallway. "So let them stare, you've never cared before." He whispered back, kissing me. I could feel the blush creeping in onto my cheeks and tried hiding it. We walked into the classroom and he sat next to me. "Ms. Brander, you're on time today." Mrs. Whats her face said turning away from the board. I smiled a little and looked at Shawn who had a huge smile plastered across his face.
Today had been full of stares and different comments ranging from 'Look at them' to 'Marrissa does have a heart.' After all I am a person, I have a heart. I just have an I don't give a fuck attitude and people take that as I'm a heartless and cruel person. "You okay?" Shawn asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yea, I just need a smoke." I said, reaching into my back pocket and pulling out my pack of cigarettes, lighting one and placing it in between my teeth. Shawn starred at me. "Stop." I said. He pulled me close and kissed my cheek. "What am I doing?" he asked as Thomas came up next to us and smiled. "You're judging me with your eyes. I can feel it." I said laughing.
"Marrissa can feel people judging her. She's supernatural." Thomas said laughing and taking the cigarette from my mouth and putting it in his. "I'm not judging you." We walked inside my house and my sister was sitting on the couch with some of her friends. "No boys are allowed in your room Marrissa." She said in a matter of fact tone. "No dogs allowed in the house Sarah." I said back in the same tone. She scoffed as we finished make our way up to my room. "Why doesn't the slut just put her up for adoption?" Thomas asked, sitting in his usual spot on my bed. I shrugged and turned up the music. "She needs a watch dog in the house."
