Fayelynn
The next few weeks passed by quickly, February turned into March and the cold drifted away, replaced with a slightly warmer spring air. School, Work, Mikey and Danny took up my time and for the first time in forever, I was happy. Really, truly happy. After the birthday party incident Brittany had stuck to spreading nasty rumors and tormenting me through her network of spies, but you couldn't really expect her to leave me alone completely. The project with Blake was a freaking pain in the behind. He was constantly harassing me and flirting me, but I could mostly handle it. Blake and Brittany should be a couple, seriously that would be a perfect match made in heaven, or hell for me. Danny and went on a few more dates, even a few double dates with Mari and Riley, and we were blissfully in love. Mari called it the "honeymoon" stage of the relationship, and wouldn't last forever, but I was going to enjoy it anyway. I hadn't heard from my dad, and I was glad. Occasionally, I saw him leave the house at all hours of the night but ignored it, he wasn't my problem anymore. Everything was as normal as it could be, and I wished that it would be like that forever.
However, the higher you are. The further you have to fall.
"Did you know that there's a vote on how long our relationship will last," I scowled at Danny at he out down his Iphone.
"Really?"
"Yup! Some people thought we wouldn't last till your birthday, some thought for a month, some though for two. There is a freaking BET on it!" I yelled completely fed up with this crap. Last week there was a bet on weather I was a virgin or not.
Why don't people have anything better to do?
"I seriously can't take this anymore. I hate being the center of attention, and negative attention at that! I'm so sick of the rumors and all the attention, like, how did you live with it?" I paced around his living room, a millimeter away from tearing my hair out.
"Babe, calm down-"
"DO NOT FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM DOWN! I literally hate every dirty look I get and weird crazy rumor. I tried to ignore it but Danny, I don't know how long I can take it!" I yelled at him and he looked at me, stunned. We stared at each other, not sure what to say until I felt a slight tug on my skirt.
"Fayely? Can you help me?" Mikey whispered and I immediately softened.
"Yeah, Mikey?" I bend down so that I was at eye-level with him.
"I got cut on the rock outside," he pulled up his pant leg to reveal a nasty cut on his right leg. I scooped him up and took him to the kitchen and took out the first aid kit. After I silently dressed the wound and told him to take it easy he went off and I turned to Danny who was still studying me.
"I have to go get dressed for work," I whispered and turned away, leaving him to his thoughts and leaving me to mine.
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"What's up with you?" Christy's voice snapped me out of my daze and I turned to look at her.
"Huh?"
"You have been staring at that order for the past 15 minutes, what's wrong?" She asks
"Oh, nothing. I kind of fought with Danny today," I explained vaguely
"Kind of?"
"Okay, I lashed out at him for things that weren't his fault and now I feel guilty," I sigh, I was exhausted and beyond tired.
"So, basically you did what I do with Chris."
"Yup! What do I do Christy?" I ask hopelessly.
"You apologize, just say you're sorry and you didn't mean to lash out," she says in the "duhh" tone and I nod. "Good, now I need you to do the financial when you have time, because you’re the only one who actually gets it," I nod and head go back to the tables and take orders. Half an hour before my shift ends I get the financial binder from Christy's office and sit at one of the tables. The place is nearly empty, just one guy sitting at the corner booth with headphones plugged in. Christy and Chris are in their offices and most of the waitresses have left. I plug in my head phones and turn on Pandora. If I Die Young by The Band Perry comes on and I quietly sing along to it.
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The Golden Boy's Girl {Complete} {undergoing SEVERE editing}
Teen Fiction*WARNING: This was my first story, enough cheesiness to give you a heart attack, and so many grammar and spelling errors to make Hitler keel over and die (get it? Cause, Hitler, grammar Nazi?... okay never mind, even I have to admit that was lame.)W...
