More Than Friends

Chapter 13

Ramona POV

It's been three days since Jax and I have spoken. Ever since I found out that he thinks he has control over my dating life, I've been pissed. He didn't ask me what I thought about him and Lola dating, and I didn't threaten the girls in our grade.

"Mo? You've got to come out of there sometime, hon. We've got school," Aria says on Tuesday morning. I've locked myself in my room for the past few days, only coming out to eat or use the bathroom. I skipped school yesterday with the girls.

"But what if I just stayed in here forever and kept going on the way that I have been? Would that really be so bad?" I protest, and I can feel her eyes rolling from under my blankets.

"Yes. Yes it would. Now, please get out of there before I have Row and Nev come over to drag you out of your room," Sky threatens. I know she would do it, too. So, I drag myself out of bed and unlock my door. "Oh my God, we need to get you in the shower and into some nice new clothes."

"Is it really that bad?" I ask, pushing my dark brown locks to the side, embarrassed. My friends are brutally honest, and I haven't done anything with anything in the past three days. Sulking in bed makes everything so much better, and featured a much lower chance of dealing with him.

They share a quick glance before saying in unison, "Yes, yes it is. Now, go get in the shower so I can finish getting ready and you can look presentable."

I just sigh and walk into the bathroom, figuring the girls will hand me the clothes when they pick them out for me. I shed my clothes quickly and turn on the shower water.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I see a mess. My hair looks insane, my makeup, which I never removed, is everywhere, and I have three zits. Ugh. On top of all of that, I'm supposed to start my period today.

This day really couldn't get any worse, could it?

Stepping into the shower, I let the warm water relax me while I bathe myself and shave. Girlscaping is a lot of work.

I turn the water off and dry off quickly before hopping out of the shower. Looking around for clothes, I notice that there are none. Dammit, I think before making sure everything's covered with a towel and walking into my room.

"I thought you two were picking out my outfit today," I say, dropping my towel. They've seen me naked before when we were all changing at a slumber party, it's fine.

"You two? Ramona, I'm the only one in here," Jackson's voice trails off as I walk into his field of vision, nude. He looks surprised, and also concerned, but slightly into this too.

Of course he looks cute as ever, with his light brown hair gelled into place and blue gray eyes sparkling with amusement. His uniform, as I call it, is his plaid shirt, a pair of jeans, and a pair of sneakers to go with. Today, they're all red.

"I- well, this is mortifying. I'm going to go back to the bathroom, and text the girls. And you're just going to forget this ever happened," I ramble before running out of the room, blushing profusely.

Jackson POV

Oh my God, did she just walk in here naked? Did I just- no, nope, I'm going to forget about this because otherwise, I'll have more than one problem to deal with.

But more importantly, were those the first words I said to my best friend in three days? We used to not be able to go two hours without talking, not including sleep. Now, we can go days, I guess.

It's been hell, without her here to hang out with me, tell me when I'm being crazy, talk me out of stupid ideas, laughing at my bad jokes, just, without her.

Not having her there, to stealthily admire her smile, and laugh, and wonder how someone so beautiful can feel so bad about herself, I could go on and on.

Talking to all the guys in the grade, warning them that if they broke her heart, I'd break at least one of their bones, probably wasn't the smartest idea.

But life without her-

Oh shit.

I have a crush on Ramona Gibbler.

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Brooklyn Nine Nine is a good show

Later loves,

~Ry