Ghost Boy (S.M)

twenty five

Today is the day I've been dreading for a long time, the first day of junior year! I'm super stoked... please note the sarcasm.

I've done pretty well mentally preparing myself. I'm just ready to get into a routine.

I get out of bed and walk to my closet. It's currently 6:30 am. This summer I've been doing good, waking up early but 6:30 is another story.

I grab my outfit I have prepared for today which is a gray tank top, black ripped jeans, denim jacket, and black converse.

I get dressed and think about Shawn. I haven't seen him since he confessed his feelings for me. Apparently Sammy has seen him they have been hanging out and playing video games for the past few days. But when I try to see Shawn he disappears. It's extremely annoying, I miss my best friend. He's just being dramatic, I want to tell him off, but I also want to just talk to him.

I quickly curl my hair so there are loose curls.

Then Sam comes in yawning. His hair is sticking out and looks pretty funny. "Good morning." I giggle.

He picks up his tooth brush and grabs the tooth paste. "Good morning." He says yawning again.

"Are you okay? You look extremely tired." I let go of one of the curls and let it fall down with the rest grabbing another strand of hair.

"Yeah me and Shawn were up all night." Of course they were. I'm honestly kind of jealous he's spending all of his time with Sam.

"Oh." I sigh. "How is he?"

He starts brushing his teeth. "Good." He says with the toothbrush in his mouth.

I didn't want to ask to many questions because Shawn might be in here. Hell he's definitely most likely is in here.

After my delicious French toast breakfast I grab my backpack and go outside. Jace was waiting for me in his white Jeep. I honestly love his Jeep.

"Hey babe, good morning." He leans over and kisses me on the cheek. That is the first time he has ever called me anything other than Gracie.

"Good morning." I say excited to see Jace. I have only seen him once since my mom was in the hospital. I had gone to see him at the ice cream parlor where he works to explain why I haven't answered his texts. We talked forever that day, luckily it was a slow day at the parlor.

Jace starts to drive off and I play music to pump us up for the first day of school. I was extremely nervous but I was trying to hide my nerves and try to be excited about a new chapter in my life.

We pull up to Marshfield high, there were many students going in. They all looked so tired. I don't blame them its 8 am.

Jace parks and turns off the car. He takes a deep breath and turns to me. "Are you ready?"

I was not ready at all! If I could, I would get out of this car and walk back home but I couldn't do that. "Not at all, but I guess I have to be."

Jace looks back at the school. "It will be fine, you can text me when ever you want, and we have a class together so at least you have someone.

I got my schedule a few days ago. Like Jace said we only had one class together, English.

I strongly dislike English but at least I know I can suffer through with Jace. "Okay lets go." He leans back to the back seat and grabs his blue JanSport backpack. I lean down and grab my black one.

I just want to go home and go to bed.

We get out of the car and I meet Jace on his side of the car. He puts his arm around my shoulder and we walk in. We have about ten minutes till we are supposed to be in class.

Jace walked me to my first class and we said goodbye. I really don't want to be here.

*Lunch*

It was now lunch and I'm supposed to meet Jace in the cafeteria. I've met a few people here but not many.

I walk into the large cafeteria and immediately see Jace sitting with some friends. I walk over to him, when he spots me. "Hey babe." He smiles and when I sit down he kisses me on the cheek.

"Hey."

"Guys, this is Gracie she's new in town." Jace introduces me to his friends. "Gracie this is Jake, Mason, and Hannah." He points to each of them. Jake had brown curly hair and was wearing a black campion hoodie. Mason looked like a fuck boy who would be named Chad. He looked like Bryce from 13 reasons why. Hannah had long blonde hair and looked like she had it all. She was all over Mason. I think they're re together.

"Hi it's nice to meet you guys." I smile and wave awkwardly. They all just nod.

I got the feeling they didn't want me at the table. Hannah just kept staring at me. I can already tell this girl is a stuck up bitch.

Jace's friends started to have a conversation about some party Friday night that Mason is throwing. Jace grabs my hand and turns his body to me. He could probably tell I was uncomfortable. I never hang out with people like them. "Are you okay?" He asks very sincerely.

"Um yeah I'm fine." I shrug and act like I am completely fine but I wasn't. I wish Reece was here or laurel, hell even Shawn. I honestly really wish he was here to be honest. I wish he would talk to me too. I mean it's been 3 days and I really miss him.

"So how was your day so far?" Jace asks snapping me out of my thoughts.

"It's been okay, could be better." I shrug my shoulders again and give him a fake smile.

"You know you can talk to me right?" He takes a bite of his sandwich and I just nod.

*home*

Jace drops me off at my house and I'm exhausted. We hardly even talked in the car. He could tell something was wrong with me. The thing is he didn't really try to help me much.

I've just had a terrible fucking day and I'm not in the mood. The only thing I want to do right now is talk to Shawn.

My mom was sitting on couch. "Hey baby, how was school?" She asks.

"It was terrible." I sigh. She was about to say something but I stop her. "I don't really want to talk about it I'm just going to go up to my room and take a nap." A nap didn't sound so bad but that's not what I was about to do.

"Okay well-" I walk away and run up the stairs before she could say anything else.

When I get to my room I throw my backpack on the floor by my desk and jump on my bed face down. I angrily moan into my blanket. I wish I could go back to my old school with my old friends.

I sit up, criss cross and start talking to the air hoping Shawn is here. "Okay Shawn, listen." I start. "I don't care if you're mad at me or something, I really don't. But you are my best friend and I just need you right now. So pull yourself together and come talk to me because I've had a fucking shitty day and all I've been thinking about is how I wish you were there with me."

A few seconds go by and he hasn't appeared. This boy is such a drama queen.

I sigh and fall back on my bed. My head dangles off of the bed. The room is upside down.

I close my eyes. Apart of me wants to cry but I'm not going to do that. I just wish Shawn would talk to me.

I open my eyes back up and see Shawn sitting on the window seat. "Hey." He says scratching his neck.

A/N sorry this chapter sucks but it's necessary for the plot.