the mistake / nash grier

Chapter 18

Nash's POV

She's leaving. Jayne is actually leaving. I never thought this day would come. She's going back to the place full of boys who have crushes on her, girls who are jealous of her, and I'm going to MAGCON! Where so many fans will be there, girls who are freakishly in love with me, and girls who HATE Jayne.

(let's pretend the old MAGCON is here #wewanttheoldmagconback)

I don't know how we are going to work this out, but I only have three weeks to prove to Jayne that I need her to stay.

Jayne's POV

Today's Monday, so I have school. Yay.

(From now on, all the outfits she wears will be in the top, if not a picture that has to do with the story 😏)

After I shower, I go to my closet, that's currently half packed, and half not. I pick out an orange undershirt, and a long sleeve white shirt to go over. Olive green skinny jeans, and my favorite pair of knee boots. Once I'm dressed, I go to my mirror and play with my hair a little, to see what looks good and what doesn't. I end up braiding two small pieces of hair back and pinning them down with a with an orange lace bow. I curl the rest of the hair left down. Then I work on my makeup. For some reason today, I feel I have to make a better impression. Last week I looked cute, but I definitely didn't act social. Underneath my brow, I applied a dark shimmery brown eyeshadow. Underneath that layer, I applied a dark orange, and underneath that I put a light orange. I applied black mascara to make my lashes longer. I put foundation around my pimples and all, and covered it up with powder. I applied a light peach blush. Next I start with the lips. I use a white lip liner around my lips. I add in a dark peach lipstick color around, then I use a light peach lipstick color in the middle, making my lips a peach ombré. I looked beautiful today. And I don't usually see that. I grab my phone and my black Jansport and go downstairs. I feel guilty now, talking to Nash. And acting like everything is all right. It's not really. I'm leaving in three weeks. I'm going to be living almost 2,500 miles away from him! I feel like my family back home, needs me more than Nash, and I don't know if Nash knows how to convince me of otherwise.

Once I'm in the car, I make my way to school. I park my car and go into the school building. All of the boys whistle and sigh over me. It's very uncomfortable, actually. I make my way to my locker and Annabelle isn't there. I grab my stuff but I'm tripped. I fall onto the floor and my books scatter everywhere. Right away another pair of hands helps me pick up my books. I look up into the jeweled green eyes I know as Caleb's. "Hey, Caleb." I sigh. "What's a matter darlin'?" "Oh, nothing. I'm moving in three weeks, my boyfriend's depressed, I don't really know." "Well, if you ever need anything, just call me up, okay?" "Of course. Thanks Caleb." He's actually not a bad kid. He's absolutely dreamy too... Jayne stop! You can't be doing this! You love Nash, remember? Ugh... Why is life so confusing?!