Mini Foley- Back- book2

4. Voice

I walked into school the next day and immediately walked to my locker, taking out anything i needed. "Hey...Angie" I heard from behind me and I turned around to see the one and only Zach Dempsey standing there. "Oh hey Zach, What's up?" I asked, shutting my locker.

"Oh nothing I just wanted to see how you were." He replied, scratching the back of his head. I nodded and shrugged. "I mean, I'm doing as good as I can right now." I told him as we started to walk down the corridor. He nodded "yeah I get that. Just be careful okay, take care of yourself." He said.

"Uh, will do." I stated, confused as to why he was being so nice to me all of a sudden. "See you around." He walked off, meeting with the boys. I just shook my head and tried to think nothing of it. Me and Zach barely spoke to eachother, so why was he so....talkative now?

Montgomery's POV

I had met with the rest of the guys at the field for practice but I couldn't get her out of my head. "Monty, you okay man?" Someone asked. I nodded and looked around the locker room. "Yeah I'm good, got some shit on my mind or whatever." I replied.

"It's that girl, isn't it? You're so whipped for some girl, I mean you can get as much pussy as you want why are you-" I cut him off by slamming him against the lockers. "Don't you dare say shit about Angie again or I'll fucking kill you! Get it?!" I shouted and he nodded fast. I let go and grabbed my bag, heading out of the room.

He had no right to say that about her, I should fucking kill him for it. But it's true though, I'm whipped. Angie is beautiful and funny and smart, why shouldn't I be whipped for her?

Angie's POV

I was skipping first as I hated maths and I was way too tired for it, when I saw an unfamiliar face walking around school with Clay. I walked closer and called for him "Clay! Jensen!" He turned around, waving at me.

"And that is the one and only Angie Foley, she can be really funny just remember do not get on her bad side or she'll kill you." Clay said with a smile. I rolled my eyes and chuckled, looking the new girl up and down.

"I'm Ani, nice to meet you." She greeted, holding her hand out. I shook her hand "That accent, you're from the UK?" I asked. She shook her head. "It's a bit of a long story." She let out a short laugh. "Well, welcome to Liberty High....let's hope you come out alive." I joked, walking off.

She seemed nice but I wasn't sure...We all know what happend last time i met a british person.

(Flashback)

"Listen here you crumpet eating little bitch!" I shouted, slamming my hands on the table. She crossed her arms. "Don't be rude to me, Foley!" She yelled back. I had already lost my shit by this time. "Then don't chat shit!" I said before grabbing her hair and slamming her head into the table.

(Present)

I found myself on the bleachers, watching the football team practice. I have to say, they all looked great. "Hey Monty, your fuck toys here!" One boy shouted, pointing at me. Monty looked around, facing me. He waved at me, only to get hit in the face with the ball.

I let out a short laugh and watched as he fell backwards. "Nice going Monty, try not to get so distracted next time!" I shouted to him. He shrugged and picked himself up, running towards me. "Angie, why aren't you in class?" He asked as he got closer to me.

"Math sucks." I replied. He rolled his eyes, taking off his helmet. "I don't complain when you suck do I?" He joked, a smirk planted on his face. "that's because I swallow afterwards." I sassed back, winking at him. He bit his lip "meet me at the locker room after, okay." He told me. I scoffed. "No thanks, I'm alright." I replied, picking my bag up and tossing it over my shoulder.

I walked off, leaving Monty pretty annoyed. I loved playing around with him and annoying him, it was hilarious.
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I got to my Motel room and immediately flopped onto my bed, tired from the day. I sighed and held onto my pillow. I started thinking and that never ends well.

How did I get like this?
Why do I live like this?
Why do I live?
Isn't it better to just die?
I hate myself for this.
I have only myself to blame.
But do I though?
Shut up of course I do.
You should probably die already.
Everyones waiting.
Just drop down dead.
You think Monty still loves you?
Are you stupid?
You think Justin really gives a fuck if you left?
Why do you think he left and then came back only for Jessica?

"Angie? Angie are you in there?" I heard from outside the door. Loud knocks could be heard as I pulled myself together and dragged my feet across the floor to the door. I pulled at the door handle and the it slowly opend. I was quickly engulfed in a hug.

"Justin...what are you doing here?" I asked, hugging him back. He pulled away and walked into the room, looking around. "This is where you've been living?" He questioned. I nodded. "Shit Angie, I didn't know it was this bad." He added.

I rolled my eyes. He'd never seen where I was living, even though he'd asked a thousand times. I'd kept moving so I guess it made it difficult for him to track me down. Not that he really needed to. "It's fine here, I-I like it." I lied. I looked down at my shoes.

"You're such a bad liar. You should have fucking said something." Justin began to raise his voice. "Why are you even here Justin?" I asked him, sighing. He sat down on my bed "I just wanted to see how you were... and If I'd known about all of this then I would have done something."

"Justin, It's fine. Someday I'll get a house or an apartment...just give me time." I told him, sitting down next to him. He put his arm and me and pulled me in, hugging me tight.

"I love you, please never forget it."