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Tori p4

So this can be kinda confusing but this chapter starts on November 1 and ends the next Saturday (sorry if that's confusing for any body)

I wake up before my alarm but I don't quite have the motivation to get out of bed, so I sit there and trace the decorative scars across my forearms, I follow the slow spirals and flowers almost in a trance. I remember the way the fire danced across my skin- the sharp blaring of my alarm snapping me back to reality, the random stranger on my couch. I let out a loud sigh as I get up and change into day clothes. Out in the living room Laine is still passed out on the couch, so I grab her dress from the washer and dryer. Back in the living room She's tossing and turning in a fitful sleep, so I shake her gently,

"Laine, time to get up." I say gently, and she whimpers quietly. I shake her little bit harder.
"LAINE." my voice rises, all of the gentle nature gone from my voice.
"LAINE!"
"LAINE!"
"LAINE! WAKE UP!" I shout and this time she finally wakes up she slowly rubs the sleep from her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm up." She grumbles under her breath. "Would  you mind driving me home?" She asked after she finishes processing where she is. She seems really out of it, so whatever she dreamt about probably sucked. Her hair is terribly messy but it still manages to look cute, the yellow pjs I gave her fit perfectly—but the left cuff has a ton of blood on it (how, you ask? I have no freaking idea!)

"Yeah, no problem," I reply. This is going to be a shit show!! I'm like the most awkward being in the world!!!!! I place her green dress on the table. "I couldn't get all the bloodstains out, so you might want to go home in my PJs—which you also got blood on." Nervously I flatten the wrinkles out of my shirt as she ties up her hair in a messy bun and grabs her dress.

"Okay, I'm ready to go." she says

The silence in the car feels like a quiet void as I drive back to my apartment, WHY!?! What did I do, that I deserve a life so ridiculously terrible! As I sit silently waiting in traffic I resist screaming at the top of my lungs in frustration! Why do I feel like I'm going to explode when I'm around her? And then I just had to go and ask for her number!! I smack my forehead in essaperation. Someone behind me honks their horn at me and it jerks me back to reality. I drive as quickly as I can, and turn the music up as loud as possible in an attempt to drown out my thoughts.
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I'm sitting on the couch, the TV blaring in the background, with my phone in hand as I  type a message to Laine. Suddenly a wave of embarrassment washes over me and delete the message. My emotions seem to have a mind of their own, I have never felt this out of control. With a new surge of confidence I quickly type,

'hey it's Tori, wanna hang out sometime?'

I hit send and then the confidence washes away and my I shove my face in a pillow in embarrassment. Suddenly my phone dings

'yup, that would be great!'
' It's game night Thursday, would you want  to come?'

'Yeah sure! What time?' I quickly reply

'7' is all she says.

I'm moping around the apartment, pulling out outfits and dreading how I am going to inevitably screw everything up. My room looks like an air elemental flew through my closet, shirts and pants strewn across the bed. Double the amount of clothes are on the floor—and i don't even want to think about the makeup scenario. I rummage through the pile of clothes on my bed while avoiding having to look at my bare skin in the mirror, I really don't wanna think about that kind of stuff today. Looking at of the pile of clothes on my bed I grab my ripped black jeans, a white crop top, my purple Chucks. Ash is sitting on the couch watching some sappy show about "forbidden love". At the door I slip on my dark indigo jacket on as I try my best to put dark memories out of my mind.