Just One More Secret

Falling for Fangs - VI ✔️

?: Hey pretty girl

Me: How'd you get my number

?: You wrote it in my book when you stole it remember 😏

Me: It's you! Oh goodness! I didn't know how I was going to face you today.

Draven: It's ok, it's not like I sent a picture to everyone at school.

Me: Oh no! Today could not get worse! 😣

Draven: Sweetheart, it's not getting worse. It's getting much better.

Me: Don't get any ideas just because I was on drugs last night.

Draven: Not my problem you have lung cancer.

Me: 🤬

Draven: Chill, I'm going to pick you up.

Me: My sister will kill me.

Draven: Better than facing your dad.

Me: ...

I can't believe Draven right now. He's seriously messing with my life right now.

I hear a bunch of laughing as Archer comes in.

"JUNIE'S got a boyfriend!" Archer yells.

I attack him while covering his mouth. He spits on me and I let go.

"You really went for it last night sis," he chimes with an evil smile. He shows me the picture.

"No! No no no!" I scream.

"What the hell Juniper!" Galaxy yells coming into my room.

"Don't use that language," I fire back at her.

"I can do what I want," she says taking a look at the picture.

"OMG! Clearly, you've been doing what you want last night!" she exclaims.

"What's going on? I'm on a phone call!" Ophelia yells.

"Getting everyone ready," I respond.

"Do it quietly!" she yells.

"Archie, drive them to school," I command handing him the keys.

"Are you going to school with your boyfriend?" he asks with an eyebrow raised.

"He's not my boyfriend. And don't run anybody over," I retort as he walks out the door.

"Can't make any promises," he laughs as I shut the door on him. 

I walk to the Stone's house as my sister catches me.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" she asks me.

"Going to school," I reply with sass.

"You're not going with him," she says.

"Nice to see you too, Ophelia," he calls out.

"I'm going with him whether you like it or not," I say climbing into the big truck. I can barely even reach the step.

I shut the door as Draven speeds up very fast down the streets.

"You drive even faster than I do," I chime.

"Really? I've seen you driving thirty miles faster than the speed limit," he says laughing.

"Hey! I didn't want to get a tardy!" I retort.

He chuckles.

"I love this truck. It makes me feel tall," I say sticking my head out the window.