I hopped my way through the classroom doorway.
I went to my seat to find Aiden sucking face with a girl who wore little to no clothes.
Why couldn't they make out in his seat?
"Move", I said in a demanding tone.
Out of nowhere- the girl's hand was flying towards my face.
I expertly grabbed it and flipped the person backwards-
It was her.
She was the one who Aiden cheated on me with.
Elizabitch was back for round two.
Seeing her caused the pain from so long ago to slap me in the face ten times as hard.
Let me just say..............I needed to leave- like NOW.
As I was lost in my thoughts, I didn't realize that the math teacher was yelling at me for just flipping one of his students.
"I need to go to the hall for a minute sir", I said in a monotone voice.
My tone had startled him and he write me a hall pass and giving me a concerned glance.
I walked out of the room- but not before hearing footsteps behind me.
I walked a good time away and sat with my back to a wall.
Not a second later I felt a presence next to me.
It was Jake.
His green eyes shone with worry and concern.
For some reason, it felt off with Jake sitting with me, but I shook it off.
"I know you're not okay, but I'm here if you need anything", he said softly.
Without warning, my eyes teared up, but I shoved them back.
I'm not weak. I'm not innocent.
I'm a bad girl.
I'm going to walk back into that classroom and show both Aiden and it that seeing them together won't affect me.
I was stupid in the first place to think that forgiving Aiden would make him stop his player-ish ways.
I wish that I could just take back that moment of vulnerability when I told Aiden that I wanted to move on- and that we were friends.
But I couldn't.
From now on, if I ever see Aiden- I'll just ignore him. If he tries to talk to me, I have the rights to knee him where the sun don't shine.
Jake followed me back to class with a weird look on his face, but whatever.
I sat down next to Taylor.
"Where the hell have you been?", I asked her.
"My mom just out of nowhere told me to pack my stuff and she took me to my grandparent's place", she said.
"Okay, but you couldn't even text me or anything?", I said feeling more than a little hurt.
"I may or may not have been busy with a certain sexy brunette my grannie introduced me to?", she said sheepishly.
That definitely caught my attention.
"He looks like Logan Lerman, I swear", she added on while fanning her face with her hand.
Well she has a boyfriend, I guess. He who must not be named has a gazillion girls after him. I have no idea about Jake.
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Teen FictionBad Boys. They're too bad for you, and you're too good for them, but does that stop either of you? You know it's wrong- but the temptation makes it oh so right. He broke my heart, but he came back. Right when I think that maybe everything might end...