She was Jennifer
He was James
In the teenage world full of crushes, drama, fun, and tears, Jen and James thought they've seen it all. Since birth they've been inseparable. Now, it's the ending of summer and the beginning of their senior year at Heav...
Walking out of that door was one of the biggest regrets I've made so far...
I don't know why I didn't just stay.
I usually do when we fight but I don't know what convinced me to actually leave this time.
Oh God, I hope I'm not turning into one of those flakey people...
Either way, I couldn't bring myself to fully leave so I sat in my car.
I've been sitting here for at least an hour contemplating how I'm gonna apologize to my Baby girl.
I have my music blasting, my heat, and shades on, and my pack of gummy bears opened. This Ladies and Gentlemen is how I think when I'm stressed.
After long, I finally come up with the perfect plan.
My thoughts are suddenly interrupted with a loud tapping sound. Jen is standing at my window with her hand raised in the first position, ready to tap her fist again.
She finally notices that I'm looking at her and looks to the ground. I quickly unlock the car, roll down the window, and turn the music off.
"I need a ride home..."
Before I could respond, a red Camaro pulls up behind my car and beeps loudly.
"Actually, never mind, goodbye James..."
She really only says my name like that when she's super upset. I know I've really fucked up. I gotta do something...
— Jen's POV:
Thank God, Micheal pulled up. I don't know how he knew that I needed a ride home but praise the Lord because he just saved me from a very awkward car ride.
As soon as I saw his car, I sped to it with my bags. I tried to go as fast as I could without it making me look like I was running away.
Which I technically was...
Jumping in the car, the heat is blasting and the seat warmers are on. Although it's still kinda hot outside, the wind had just picked up and with the thin jacket I'm wearing, I'd never survive!!!
Ok, maybe I'm being a little dramatic...
Putting my seat belt on, I turn my head towards Micheal.
"Hey BOOTYHEAD!"
"Hello my little chipmunk"
"We have gone over this so many times. For the last freaking time, JUST BECAUSE MY FACE IS CHUBBY DOESN'T MEAN THAT YOU CAN CALL ME CHIPMUNK!"
"Just because, you witnessed that one time a bird pooped on my head at the beach, does not mean you can call me BOOTYHEAD!"
"I can call you whatever I want"
"Then the same goes for me..."
"Touché"
"Anyways, Corey texted me and told me that he was supposed to pick you up. Then he said that his car wouldn't start and that his phone was on 1%."
"Wow, that shit is scary..."
"Yea, not being able to leave the house when you wan—"
"That not what I'm talking about, you idiot. I was talking about the fact that James is currently storming toward this car and looks like he could hurt someone..."
"Ohh"
"DRIVE, YOU IDIOT!!"
"ITS JUST JAMES, WHY ARE YOU SO SCARED?!"
"IF YOU WANNA KEEP YOUR FREAKING HEAD, I WOULD DO WHAT I SAY!"
"Damn, just like your sister..." Micheal then put his foot on the gas and we took off backward.
"I DON'T WANNA DIEEEE"
"I DON'T EITHER, JUST SHUT UP WOMAN!"
He quickly switched the gears and the car took off so we were flying down the road.
The ride from the hospital that usually took 20 minutes, took about half the time.
I couldn't tell you how many lights we just ran through or the number of laws we just broke.
Just know that we're still alive.
For the most part...
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