Chapter 2 ~

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Brad

I wake up to my stupid alarm going off. I slowly start to get up and change. I had the same dream again tonight. It's weird how often I've been dreaming about her.. It seems like every night now. But I don't mind I love the way her bangs hang over her eyes that are a brilliant blue, and her amazing figure. I should have said sorry why I bumped into her in the hallway but I didn't see her so I just thought it was a freshman. As I'm lost in thought my phone starts vibrating and I see that it's Brit.

"Hey babe! Good morning!!"

"Hey."

"Hey? aren't you going to say good morning or how did you sleep or did you dream about me?!?"

"Hey.. good mornin."

"Better so what do you think I should wear today? My skinny black dress or my pink one with the ruffles?"

"Either is fine I'm sure you look great in both." A lie.

"Daww! Thanks babe!! you know what.. I think I'm going to wear the purple one with the skinny straps and the ruffles."

"Alright well I have to finish getting ready so I'll see you in class."

"Okay! I'll see you then! <3"

I throw my phone onto my bed and finish getting ready, then I grab my phone and head down stairs to the strong smell of black coffee. I see my dad making the fresh brew and I go into the fridge and grab a bottle of apple juice. I turn to see my brother walking down stairs... In his boxers.

"Go put a shirt on."

"Why? You to afraid to see what a real man looks like??"

I roll my eyes and pick up my bag and head for the door. I open it as my dad calls for me.

"Hey I picked something up for you yesterday after you passed your drivers license." He says as he tosses me the keys to a 57 Chevy bel air! I run to see it's new baby blue coat and new black leather seating. I get in the car and I automatically fall in love. my dad walks out with my brother at the door mouth wide open.

"You like it Brad?"

"Why wouldn't I!!"

"Why does he get a hot rod and I don't!??"

"Because you have an F in history and a D in math oh and coach called me. If you don't raise it up by the end of next week your off the team."

"But dadddddddddd!"

"Hey if you need help with history Britney can help you out she's amazing at history." I say sarcastically as I start up the car. I starts smoothly and I take off for Brits house to show her my new ride and, of course, she insists that I drive her to school everyday so that she doesn't have to ride the bus with the "losers".

Once we get to school we head our separate ways. Walking down the hallway I can see Britney's best friend Sam push another girl down and then drop the girls stuff on top of her. Then the girl turns and I get a look at her face and I'm struck. Thousands of thoughts are going through my head at this moment.

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Taylor

I get shoved to the ground by Sam, Britney's best friend for now, and she drops my stuff on top of me and walks away calling me a loser. I can hear all the other kids laughing at me but I'm not bothered by it. I lift myself to a sitting position and turn to gather my stuff and see the one and only Brad! I turn and start to gather my stuff which had flown everywhere and he bends over next to me and helps to gather my stuff.

"You don't have to help me."

"I know, it just looked like you needed help."

I stand up and so did he. He then hands me my stuff without a word and then walks off. I stand there for a few seconds wondering why he had helped me but brush it off as a kind gesture. I walk to my class and can feel the stares and hear the whispers about me starting to begin..

As lunch goes by the stares start to get worse and I just know that someone had told the she devil about what happened and I was going to get the worst. After lunch I head towards gym and get changed in one of the bathroom stalls.

I walk out and my prediction was right. Britney was waiting for me outside my stall.

"Why were you flirting with MY boyfriend?" She asks while crossing her arms.

"I wasn't "flirting" with your boyfriend. He helped me pick my stuff up after your stupid friend threw it down. Now please get out of my way." I say slightly shoveling her but she doesn't move. She pushes me into the stall door behind me, where the handle is.

"You better stay away from Brad, he's MINE."

"We'll he was mine first but you went ahead and took him against his will!" I automatically know that shouldn't have said that. She shoves me harder into the door causing it to fly open and for me to fall and my hair to enter the toilet.

"Some people aren't meant to be with others." She says as she walks off laughing. I start to tear up and run out of the bathroom to an exit at the back of the gym and prop the door open so I can get back in. I sit there until the substitute comes out.

"Taylor? What happened." she asks as I while I wipe away my tears. "I'll give you a study hall pass so you can skip." She says as she walks away. when she hands me the pass I say thank you and begin to walk away. As I'm about to leave she I can her say from behind me, "Alright guys suicides now!!" and I can hear Britney complaining. This brings a smile to my face as I walk to the library.

In the library I open up my phone and go to Wattpad and see that there's a new update for Suspenders and I start to read it. After I'm done it's time to go to my last class. I get to class and almost everyone's there and the only seat that doesn't have anything in it is next to Brad. I give a loud sigh and walk to my seat. I sit down as teacher comes in and Brad sits down next to me without a word. A few minutes later he realizes that I'm there and he looks over at me and... Blushes? I shrug it off and pay attention to the lesson when I feel a slight tug on my shirt.

"Hey." he whispers smiling.

"Hi." I whisper but barley enough for him to be able to hear me.

"Your welcome for helping you this morning." He says calmly

"Oh thanks." I say a little louder so he can hear me. He smiles then turns and the focuses on the lesson and I do the same. Many questions go through my head during the rest of the day. The main one being, did he really blush?

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