Sacrifice

chapter 7 || Penelope

Now you perfectly recognize her: blond hair,blue eyes,slim body,classy. She's a freaking Barbie. I thought Shawn had better taste. You greet her with a secure hand shake "Penelope" "Amy,it's a pleasure to" I don't even let her finish "officially meet me?". Malia's confused so I explain "Shawn had the pleasure to meet her before me,then we met in our flat" and she nods,understanding what I mean with "meet".
 
The three of us,as the bell rings,enter the music classroom and we all notice Shawn,sitting in the corner. She goes over to him and kisses him on the cheek,making sure to arch her back enough to show her butt. Then she waddles back to us. I knew she was like that since I first saw her. Ugh.

Shaw greets us with his hand,then we sit in the front row. A few minutes after,I can hear Amy's phone buzzing again and again. I can't stop myself from peeking at it,and I see that Shawn's texting her. So I glance at him,and I see his usual smirk on his face. He's definitely saying something dirty to her,which is perfectly fine if the annoying sound wasn't disturbing me.

The thing goes on for a good half an hour then,thank God,the bell rings and I quickly grab my stuff and pack it. I wait for Malia to do the same,then we head out,Amy between us. She's a really talkative person: she doesn't stop chittering for a second. I'm surprised Shawn tolerates her since he's not the friendliest guy ever and doesn't really love talking. But I think he's interested in her for something else.

We reach the quad,Shaw behind us,and I finally see him: Scott is standing next to a column,with a blue button down rolled to his elbows and a pair of ripped jeans. He immediately gazes at me and I do the same. Then he smiles and waves at us. He gets closer and kisses my cheek while gently grabbing my hip. "Hi" he whispers in my left ear while I kiss his cheek too.

I feel Shawn's glance on me,but I decide to stare at my shoes instead. Since it's lunch time,he says "We need to go home" and I agree with him. We greet everyone and then turn to the parking lot,but I hear someone else's footsteps behind us. I look back and she's there. What the fuck. Why's Amy following us?!

She reaches Shawn and puts her arms around his waist. He turns to me and says "She's joining us for lunch. I'm cooking" I don't even respond. When we get in his car,she sits on the front seat with nonchalance,so I take place behind. I put my airpods on as soon as I hear her talking: her voice is so acute,I can't stand it.

After a while, we arrive at our flat,he opens her the door and I'm the one who closes it. "Girls,you can sit at the table on the balcony while I cook" Shawn joyfully proposes but I rapidly reply "Sorry,not hungry" as I walk through the hallway and then in my room.

I'm a bit upset: of course he can bring anyone at his place,since it's his parents',but her attitude just pissed me off.I open my laptop and start writing my Music essay. It's about our favorite artist,so I'll talk about Ed Sheeran. His songs make me feel good.The thought of a true love makes me sad for what happened to me,but hopefully I will find it.

I start to write,laying on the fluffy beanbag under the window. I write,write and write for about an hour until I hear something: loud moans interrupt my writing session. They're coming from his room,of course. I can hear the sound of the bed squeaking and a very loud "Shawn".His groans are louder than hers,which surprises me,but I can't keep studying like this.

I shoot Scott a quick text

P: can I please come over? I'll explain when I arrive.

After a few seconds he replies.

S: of course! You're always welcome.

P: I'm on my way! Thank you thank you thank you.

S: do I need to pick you up?

P: don't worry,I'll be there in a few.

I put my laptop in a bag,along with my pencil case,a notebook,my thermos with cold water as I call for a cab. I change in something comfortable: a pair of cotton black shorts and a black body,since today is very hot. I put my hair in a bun and shove my Vans on while I head out. I take my pair of keys and I take the lift to reach the street,where I find a cab waiting for me.

I tell the driver the address and,after 10 minutes or so,we arrive. I hand him some money and take my stuff. I ring the intercom. "Who's this?" a boyish voice says "It's Pen" I rapidly reply as the gate opens. I walk through the driveway and wait for the front door to open.