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The entire time I drove to school, all I wanted to do was turn around. My hands felt like I dipped them in a bucket of water. When I pulled into the parking space at school, I got a bubbly feeling in my stomach. I took a few deep breaths and grabbed my stuff before getting out the car. A pair of hands slid onto my waist and a small feeling of hope sparked in me. Hope that it was Jesse and not Danny; but sadly, I was completely wrong.
I was turned around and now facing him.
"Hello beautiful," he whispered into my ear.
A chill ran down my spine.
"H-hi Danny."
He glares at me. "Don't call me that."
"That's your name," I say.
"I don't care," he says. "We're together now so you don't call me by my name. Understand?"
"Y-yes."
"Good, now come on."
Danny grabs hold of my bruised wrist and I flinch. He either didn't notice or didn't care, because he kept pulling me. We get to my locker and he lets go. I rub my wrist slightly to help soothe the pain.
"I'm going to class," Danny says.
He tries to kiss me but I move away once again. His hand grabs my bruised wrist and squeezes it. Tears begin to fill my eyes.
"D-danny," I cry. "Please let go. I-it hurts."
"What did I say about rejecting me?," he growls.
"I'm sorry," I say. "I'm getting sick and I don't want you to get sick."
His face suddenly softens. "Awe, babe you're so sweet."
I tug on a smile. "Thanks b-babe."
I see his eyes sparkle and I hate to see him so blind of my fear.
"I'll see you later."
He hugs me and walks away. A weight was finally lifted off my shoulders. I sigh and lean up against the locker.
~Later~
"How about you come over and we can have some fun?," Danny asks me.
I threw my bag in my car and shut the door.
"I can't, I have homework," I say leaning against my car.
"Then I'll come help you with homework," he says grinning.
"Dan- babe, I don't need help," I say. "I got this. Maybe next time."
I smile faintly at him. He gives me a confused look that scares me; suddenly, his face softens and he smiles.
"Alright," he says. "See you later babe."
He kisses my cheek and I tug on a smile. I watch him walk to his car across the parking lot. Relief spreads through my body and I relax.
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Teen FictionMacy White is just another 17 year old with a hidden firery side and a shy pebble on the outside. She attends Grover Beach High School and is a senior. She lives with her older brother, mom, younger sister, and sometimes her military father. Everyda...