Chapter 6

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I couldn't help but think of the things that happened at the party and the cuts on my knuckles weren't helping me any at all. I promised my mom that if we moved here I would stay out of trouble but I've already broken that promise. I couldn't fathom the idea of that boy hurting Jamie or any of his friends.

I ran my fingers under some cold water before putting new bandages on them. If I wanted my mother to not find out I was going to have to do everything in my power to help them heal.

I spent the rest of my weekend unpacking boxes all over the house and organizing. My parents work way too much and if I don't help graduation will come and their will still be boxes left to unpack.

When Monday rolled around I was dreading having to go back to school. I got dressed and made my way there even though there was a voice in the back of my head telling me that I could skip just one day.

The second I walked in to the school I could hear people whispering about the cuts on my hands and others telling their friends about how I punched that guy at the party. What nobody realizes is that if I hadn't that boy could've seriously injured some people. Maybe if they knew that they wouldn't judge me so harshly especially since they don't even know me.

I was happy to see a familiar face in Corbin when I was walking to my locker.

"Is it just me or is everybody staring at me?" Corbin was a man of few words but he laughed at my question.

"People in Cross Point aren't used to girls standing up to guys the way that you did. While I know that you were being protective they just assume that you're crazy." I let my back hit the locker when he said that.

"Of course it's senior year and I'm going to be known as the crazy girl who beats up people for no reason." This time Corbin and I laughed together because even though it was true it was still kind of funny. I stood and talked to Corbin until the bell rang for class and we went our separate ways. It was actually really nice to talk to him, he reminded me a lot of Jamie. All three boys were the good kind of care free where they didn't care about what people said or thought but still had a lot of maturity.

When the bell for lunch rang I made my way to the cafeteria and dropped down in the seat next to Jamie.

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you hear? I'm the new crazy girl, better watch out you may be my next target." I couldn't help but roll my eyes. The rumors were beginning to get out of control to the point that I was ready to start knocking some heads in and make them all true.

"I know how to get your mind off of it." I looked up at Jamie without saying anything mostly because he had the cutest grin on his face. Wait cute?

"Every Monday we have a movie night at my house. Everyone comes over and we all pile up in my room and watch a couple movies and eat pizza."

"You're really gonna let me intrude on your friends night." Lilli interrupted before Jamie could answer.

"You're not intruding, you're one of us now." I looked to Jamie and he nodded reassuring me.

"Okay I'll come." Jamie put his arm around my back with his hand replacing my waist, but didn't say anything. Lunch was interesting for the most part Brett and Corbin argued over something sports related while Lilli and I talked about our classes and how we wished we had one together. It was weird that Jamie stayed quiet and once the bell rang he left without saying bye.

I went to class and kept thinking of different reasons of why he would've gotten up and left without telling any of us bye. But, knowing me all the reasons were probably just me over thinking it. I was beginning to think that I was thinking about him too much. The way he touched me at lunch wasn't helping me trying to think of anything else

Ever since I left Saturday I haven't gone very long without thinking about him. It seems like a weird thing for me to already be thinking of him so often seeing as we have only been reunited for a few days but I can't get his voice out of my head. When I'm sitting around not doing much I replay him saying he wants to see me more and I start to think about what he meant by that.

It's like there is something pulling me to him at all times. It's as if when he's not physically next to me that he still is mentally. It's a feeling I'm not used to and I'm not sure if I like it.

A/N

happy saturday peopleeee!! an on date update, it's a miracle!!

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