[Its been so long! :O I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting! I had MAJOR writers block with this chapter! :O Reason It's so short xD]]
I woke up before my alarm. AGAIN! This is the second time this week and it’s only Tuesday. UGH! Life sucks! Especially now that have double freaking maths. YUCKY!!!
I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower. After I pulled out my long sleeve Slipknot top and my black and white checker jeans I pulled my wet hair into a plait down my back. Ugh, I need to cut my hair soon.
I tied my converse and put on my Spiral Goth Prayer hoodie. I slid my phone in my pocket and slung my book bag over my shoulder and grabbing a can of coke from the fridge. I waved to Pen and walked out.
I have to be honest with you guys. As much as I despise Penelope Hearts I still have a heart. I’m worried for her. Evan is unpredictable. What if he really did hit her?! I’m going to hurt him so bad if he did! WOAH! Where did that come from? Weird…
I walked up the steps to school and down the stairs to my basement locker. I ignored the random bangs and noises; my mind was else where. It was more in the land of Dean Marshall then the world of reality.
I really have to man up about this like, seriously Eppi; I like this guy, like, really really like this guy and I’ve been avoiding him for over two weeks because I kissed him. I just gave in to what I’ve wanted to do ever since I met him.
I’m a coward. It’s like my Dad and the bee. Remember the one in the Bryan Stars interview. Yeah; just like that. Running away.
I shut my locker and crammed my papers into my bag and walked up two flights of stairs to the 2nd floor.
EWWW! I think a freshman just touched me! :-/
Anyway; I don’t want to go to maths so…who wants to mitch off and hide in the library?
I do! I do! I do!
Let’s go!
I scanned my card and power walked over to the comic books.
Read, read, read, read, not gonna read, read you suck, read, read, read, read…
“Hey,”
Ok that voice was definitely male.
….OH CRAP!
I tensed. “Dean, I can’t talk to you right now.” I spurred on through my comic evaluation. Hopefully he would just leave.
“Ha-ha, good, because I’m not Dean.” The voice continued.
Actually now that I think about it; that voice sounds nothing like Dean. It’s higher than his.
I glance to the side and scoped out the tall multi-coloured hair male standing beside me leaning against the shelves.
“Heeeyy…” I drew out the greeting turning my head to him. “Ian?”
“Aww you remembered.” He smirked. “Now. Let me see…Eppi, right?” he joked.
“Yeah…” I looked at him sceptically. “Aren’t you meant to be in class?” I turned back to the comics and pulled out an X-Men one I’m pretty sure I’ve read already.
“I could say the same for you.” He pointed out pretending to study the books on his leaning shelf.
“So, what did you want to ask?” I said sweetly putting down my comic.
“Who said I wanted to ask you something?” he shrugged pulling out an encyclopaedia.
“Well, we’ve never properly spoken before. What other reasons have you to randomly approach me?” it was my turn to lean against the shelf.
He shrugged as if it was obvious.
“Whatever.” I shook my head and turned down a different aisle.
When I looked back he was right beside me again.
“What?!” I hissed at him. We are in a library after all.
He looked up from the encyclopaedia he was still holding.
I stared at him impatiently.
He closed the book and met my eyes. He suddenly looked agitated. Like something wasn’t quite right; something was bugging him.
He licked his lips. “Look, just be careful with Dean. I barely know you but seem like a nice girl I’d hate to see you hurt.” He whispered.
“How do you know I’ll get hurt?” I crossed my arms over my chest. I can take care of myself thank you very much.
“Look, I know you like him and I thought that if you’re going to try anything I might as well warn you because I’d hate to see you end up like all the rest.”
“What do mean, ‘like all the rest’?” I narrowed my eyes at him. What was he on about?
“Dean’s…well…he’s not the relationship type. Not since Sakura.” He put his book on a random shelf.
“Wait...you think I want to date him?” I acted disgusted. Inside me: HOW THE HELL DID HE KNOW?!
“It’s kinda obvious.” He nodded to me.
“Ha-ha, like I like him that way.” I laughed. “Ple-ease.”
“If you say so. I’m just warning you, ok. I don’t want you to get played like the rest.” He looked sincere.
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
The bell rang for the end of class.
“Here, give me your phone.” He held his hand and I handed over my iPhone.
He typed on the screen.
“If you need my test me, kay?”
“Suure…” I took back my phone.
“I’ll catch you later, Eppi.” He waved and left.
… That was…weird…
“O...k…” I put away my phone and rent two new comics.
I walked out of the library with my comics. I have a free afternoon and it’s a Tuesday. So, laundry day. Yay >>
I carried my wash basket down to the lobby and went to the back room in the corner. This, my friends, is the ‘launderette’ which is where we wash our clothes.
I took over two machines and dumped in my clothes and all that jizz.
I sat on one of the machines, plugged in my headphones and waited.
I was head banged along to Dad as he sang Legacy.
“Excuse me. Emm..”
My head snapped over towards a group of freshmen who had tapped me to get my attention.
“Yeah?” I sounded like I was high. Strange Eponine.
“Emm…we were wondering…is your name Eponine?” a small cute boy with glasses asked shyly.
I glanced around the small group. There was about six of them and, SHIT! They’re all wearing BVB merch! Fuuuuuuuccccckkkkk…..
“Yup.” I popped the ‘P’ sounding fed up.
The group lit up; I could smell the excitement.
“Are you Eppi? From the Black Veil Brides video?” a skinny dark haired girl asked nearly jumping from happiness and unbelievably. If that’s a word…
“What video?” I asked causitously. Shit, shit shit shit!!!!
“The one where Andy brings a little girl out on stage. He said her name was Eponine.” She nearly screamed recalling one of my first BVB memories.
“I’m sorry, but no, I don’t even listen to Black Veil Brides.” I shrugged lying to them.
Their mood dropped and I put my headphones back in. THAT was so close.
If this keeps up I may not make it to Christmas!
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