Not this shit again...Please

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"A-and then I got my phone and left" I sob into Miles's shoulders.

"So your not going to your afternoon classes anymore?" He says in a groggy voice as he gets up and picks out some clothes.

"Why are classes are back in session, it's only Tuesday?" I say, wiping away some of my tears.

"The classrooms are still out until Thursday then we go back to regular classes. Dance, music, photography, and sports have classes outside. Music and photography are having their classes in the school's garden while sports and dance will practice out on the soccer and football field." He says before he walks into the bathroom, leaving the door open again.

"But we're supposed to practice in front of the football players on Sunday" I groan loudly.

"And I was supposed to sleep in today but someone wants to go to they're room and cuddle" he mocks me.

I slide out of the bed and onto the floor. I crawl over to the closet and pull out some sweatpants and a tie dye Rugrats hoodie. I take off my clothes then put on the ones I picked out. I take out some fluffy socks and my purple light up sketchers. I claw my way out of the room and into the bathroom then reluctantly make it onto my feet.

"Oh you look goo- Bitch what the fuck do you have on your feet?" Miles says as he sets his rag.

"If I have to go outside I'm gonna show them that I didn't wanna come in the first place" I say as I put toothpaste on my toothbrush.

"You look like you just got back from your primary school graduation" he washes his face.

"Whatever" I mumble out as I brush my teeth.

I put my toothbrush away the grab my rag and wash my face. I shuffle into the kitchen and grab a yogurt from the fridge then head over to the door.

"I'm out!" I yell as I grab my keys then leave the dorm.

I walk down the hall slurping my yogurt peacefully. I walk over to the elevator to see that red headed bitch, Aubrey, holding the elevator door open for me. I stand there slurping the last bit of my yogurt then I lick the residue off my lips.

"I'll take the stairs" I give her a petty smile before I head to the stairs.

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"What happened to you, and why are you dressed like a preschooler" Iris says as I walk over to our class on the field.

"5 flights of stairs and me being a petty ass bitch happened" I roll my eyes before I collapse onto the grass and start to lazily stretch.

A group of 4 boys dressed in purple and gold strut onto the field and over to us. I give Iris a questionable look before I look back at them.

"Hello dance class, we are the cheerleaders who have come here to help you practice for the game on Sunday" one of them announces.

"Aren't we supposed to start practicing on Sunday?" Someone from my class asks.

"If we start now you'll have the cheer down pack" one of the cheer leaders say.

"And we get to still go on the trip if we leave Friday. I'm Olly, that's Wyatt, that's Andy, and that's Camren. If anyone needs extra help just call for one of us" Olly says in a cheerful voice.

"On your feet soldiers" Camren yells giddily. "So we'll just be learning the cheers for touch downs, halftime, opening and ending cheers. Let's get this started." he smiles at us.

I look over at the football field to see the boys warming up. For some reason my eyes search for one boy. Landon. In no time at all they lock with his eyes. I give him the stank eye before turning around to see Wyatt in front of me.

"Don't get sidetracked by your boyfriend on the field now" Wyatt snickers before he pulls me along with the group.

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"That was fucking hell" Iris groans as we walk into the dormitory.

"So I get lunched into the air, land on someone's hand with one foot while holding the other foot over my head, then I trust fall" I mumble to myself.

"And that's just the opening, image holding that pose then spinning and doing a flip" she grumbles as she presses the elevator button. "Imma go ahead and flip my ass right to the hospital if they think I'm doing this shit" we enter the elevator.

"Chill out, Wyatt told me I'd be easy once we got it down" I roll my eyes at her, pressing the button for the 5th floor.

"Wyatt also told you to stop making goggly eyes at your boyfriend on the field" Iris rolls her eyes back at me.

"I wouldn't wanna date someone he can't we fateful when he trying to make things right" I clinch my fists.

"Woah woah, what happened?" she nudges me a little.

"I don't wanna talk about it right now" I mutter through my lips which I was biting down on.

"Are you positive your doing alright, your hands seem pretty red" she tries to pry my nails from the palm of my hand.

"I said I'm fine" I pull my hand away and cross my arms, still digging my nails into my hand.

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"I get I didn't give him time to respond to her kiss in a negative or positive way but damn it hurt" I cry into my pillow.

"So he's been like this all morning too?" Ivy asks Miles as he collapses onto his bed.

"Yep, although he did, and still does, seem like a jealous girlfriend of some sorts" Miles chuckles.

"I'm not hit girlfriend" I cry out.

"Aww baby" Iris taunts me. "Why don't you let him explain what happened, you say he said he wasn't gonna play her game to get into your head. Maybe he's actually trying to make things right with you" she rubs my back.

"It such doesn't seem like it" I kid my face from the pillow only to rub it with my sleeve.

"There's probably snot all over that sleeve now Berr" Miles sighs.

"Shut up before I rub my nose in on your pillow case" I say before mushing my face back into the pillow.