Silently, we walk out of my bedroom and entered the isolated hallway. I spot Porter leaning against the chair, looking at his cuticles, and tapping his foot. He looks up, startled, and his eyes move back and forth between Beckett and me. He doesn’t say anything but walks over to us and guides Beckett over to the door with his hand spread against his back.
"What kind of damaged you caused her in there, I don't know. But you better have not hurt her or you’re fucked.” He says in a hushed tone. He pushes him out of the door and locks it behind him. He stays standing, his back towards me, looking at the shiny white paint that’s glossed over the door.
“Are you okay,” he says. He turns and looks at me with worried eyes.
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“What did he say?”
“He asked about Sean. That’s all.” His face tensed. I obviously didn’t convince him.
“Fine. But don’t be surprised when he shows up at school with a broken nose,” he picks up his jacket and laptop he brought over, “we can work on the project later. See you at practice tomorrow, Julia.” He closes the door behind him.
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I wake up the next morning to the sound of the annoying alarm ringtone on my phone. I slither out of my bed and get on the ground. I do a quick ten push-ups and thirty crunches to energize me. I walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth with my awesome red and yellow toothbrush and wash my face to rid of my little sweat beads. When I walk back to my room, I hear the quiet chirping of my phone. Unknown number.
“Hello?”
“Julia?”
“Who is this?”
“Beckett.”
“Why are you calling?”
“I just wanted to say good morning to a beautiful girl.” You’ve got to be kidding me.
“I think you’ve got the wrong number.” I click the end button. I am not a morning person.
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A/N
Thank you so much for reading. Sorry that this chapter was short, I am so tired. Soccer season ended for school so my updating should be more consistent for a while. I do still have soccer practice with a different team, but it isn’t everyday like school soccer. I will update when this chapter gets five votes! Thanks!
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