innocent | ethan dolan

one

when i first saw you, i didn't know how important you'd be to my life

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It was my first day back as a senior. I had been working out quite a lot during the whole summer, trying to better my figure since I always felt so fat and ugly.

I mean, that hasn't changed a lot however, I did manage to lose weight and get a bigger ass. This also meant that I had to buy new clothes. When I was at the shopping centre, I decided that I needed to revamp my style a little since I was basic as hell.

Today was my year and I wanted to own it. Maybe I was still a little insecure but I had regained a little confidence in myself.

I decided that I needed to better myself ever since my mother passed at the end of my last academic year. That hit me hard. I became quite depressed and I had no idea how to handle it. I turned to drugs and alcohol but then I got reminded how disappointed my mother would be in me. It was a massive reality check for me.

I looked at myself in the mirror, turning to the side. My fingers traced the scars on my hips that were now replaced by a floral tattoo. I was proud of myself. Cutting wasn't my biggest moment but I had come to the biggest fall in my life. My boyfriend decided to break up with me at the same time my mother had passed.

He was my first boyfriend. First love. I had given him my virginity too. Just to find out that he had been cheating on me. I guess I wasn't good enough.

That was also partly the reason I had decided to go gym too. Maybe I wanted to prove that I was better than anyone else he had been with. Make him regret leaving me.

I grabbed the outfit that I had left out yesterday and put it on, admiring my figure.

My mother was quite a famous artist in here hometown. She had a gallery in which her art became city-famous. She had left her money to my name, meaning I had a lot of savings. My father opened a separate card for me to use for my clothing. I had quite a lot of designer in my wardrobe however, I wasn't one to flex.

I look at the curly mess on my head and tie it up into a neat bun. Being half African had both its pro and cons.

Once I was satisfied, I put some makeup on. I did my eyebrows, applied some mascara, lipgloss and some highlighter. I pressed my lips together before making a pop sound. Fenty lipgloss did wonders.

I look at the time and realise I needed to leave in order to pick up my best friend, Joey. I grab my bag, along with my car keys.

"Have a good day at school," my father says. He was about to leave for work too.

"Thanks dad! See you later." I say. He gives me a brief smile before kissing me on the cheek. I smile at him and close the door, walking up to my car. I owned a black Porsche. To be honest, it belonged to my mother however, my dad had gifted it to me for my sixteenth birthday. We had one black one and one white one, which is the one my dad took to work.

I connect my phone and play some music, driving to Joey's house. I finally reach there and as usual, she's late.

"Bitch, we're late! Get in!" I yell. She rolls her eyes at me, throwing her bag over her shoulder. She was wearing a pair of lightly washed, blue high waisted jeans along with a tight, white cropped turtleneck. She had her blonde her tucked into a high ponytail with small hoops in either of her ears. She had checkered vans on her feet as she walked as fast as she could towards my car.

She got in, waving towards her mom, who was looking at us at from the front porch. I smile and wave too and she smiles and nods.

"Damn bitch! You're outfit! I love it!" she exclaims, as I begin to drive.

"I can say the same thing about you! You look gorgeous." I smile. She smiles at me before turning up the song that was playing. The song Truth Hurts by Lizzo begins playing and we both start singing along.

"I just took a DNA test, turns out, I'm a 100% that bitch, even when I'm crying crazy, yeah I got boy problems, that's the human in me.." we both sing.

We finally reach school and by then, we're both in fits of laughter. That's a good sign a guess. I mean, who smiles on the first day back?

I take off my seatbelt and jump out the car, putting my schoolbag on one shoulder. After locking my car, Joey and I start walking into school.

I can feel people's eyes on us and I guess Joey sensed the tension too because she tried to start a nee conversation. I opened the door to school and walked to my locker. Joey's locker was right next to mine, thank God. I closed my locker, leaning against it with my back as Joey put a few things inside.

"God, I don't like having all this attention." I say.

"Boo, you look hot, that's why." she says.

"Stop saying that," I smile. I look towards Joey, the side of my body resting against my locker.

I glance down the hallway and see a group of guys. You know? The typical mixture of fuckboys and jocks. I could feel a lot of them staring and I hated it.

"Is she new here?" I hear. I roll my eyes and I guess Joey heard too because she did the same.

I think Joey had enough by then because she slammed her locker and turned to them. All of their eyes stayed focused on the both of us. I stared at them and realise that I made eye contact with Ethan. He smirks, raising an eyebrow. I look down at the floor, my cheeks flushing.

"No, she isn't fucking new, you dumbasses. Stop looking at her like a piece of meat. She isn't. Grow a pair and actually stop staring at her like a bunch of hungry and horny dogs." she says. She rolls her eyes and walks off.

"Damn, feisty. I like." I hear one of them say behind me. I turned around briefly, looking down the hallway and saw Ethan face looking towards me, his arms crossed as he stares at me, a smirk still evident on his face.

The bell lets out a shrill ring and I make my way to my first class.

"See you later." I smile at Joey. She smiles and nods before making her way to English. I had Chemistry first.

I sigh, making my way to the labs. I sit down in a spare seat, on my own, since I hated everyone.

"I hope you all chose appropriate seats since you'll be sitting like this for the rest of the year." the teacher says. She settles down the class and begins teaching us.

About twenty minutes into the lesson, the door swings open.

"Mr Dolan. How wonderful of you for finally joining us?" the teacher says sarcastically, folding her arms. Ethan rolls his eyes.

"It's not like I want to be here." he says.

"Unless you want to stay behind after school, I suggest that you come on time. Now, find a seat. It'll be permanent all year." she says. Ethan stares at her, his face blank from emotion. I could tell he was clearly pissed off.

Part of me wanted him to sit next to me however, another part said that it wouldn't be a good idea.

He scans the class before his gaze is interrupted my me. We lock eyes and he raises an eyebrow, walking towards the empty space next to me.

I feel my heartbeat pick up pace as he sits down on the stool next to me.

"Hey Violet." he says, his deep voice somehow making me even more nervous.

a/n: i once again have no clue where this story is going YaY

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lots of luvv & d,
-N