Mini Foley- Back- book2

8. Sunny

Naturally, the weekend felt so much more relaxed than the rest of the days of the week, so I decided to make the most of it. I had had the brilliant idea to dye my hair. The platinum blonde was really not cutting it anymore and was washing out anyways. I was in love with metallics so I thought a blondish silver would look super cute.

I was able to buy the hair dye from Walplex and got to work, dyeing my hair the desired colour. It came out a lot more silver than expected but I loved it. I looked like a sloppy toppy pornstar, perfect. I left my hair to dry naturally so for the time being, it was quite curly.

I was wearing a long white shirt with black shorts that stopped around my thighs. I paired them with black boots and my outfit was complete. I sat in my room on my phone, staring at it in disappointment. I had needed a new one for a while. I was bored and thought that going for a walk would clear my mind, even though I'd already been out.

I left my room, grabbing a small jacket before I left. I wasn't sure where I was going but I was heading in the direction of the centre of town. My hair was still partly wet but I didn't mind too much. "Angie, is that you?" I heard from behind me.

(Flashback)

"It is isn't it?....you in the video." Some boys taunted me as I walked into school. I tried to keep my head down but with everyone staring at me, it didn't work. I walked to my locker as I normally did, pulling my books extra fast this time. "Angie, are you okay?" Ryan came up to me, trying to hug me.

"God Ryan, Do I look okay?" I asked, slamming my locker shut. He frowned and sighed "It's the video isn't it?" He questioned quietly. I nodded slowly and he pulled me for a hug. "You have nothing to be ashamed of, I love and accept you for-" I cut him off and pushed him away.

I ran off, with him chasing behind me. We ended up in the back of the school where it was pretty deserted. "It's all okay for you isn't it, everyone thinks you're so fucking cool and funny and cliche!" I said, raising my voice. "But if I do anything like that, it's disgusting and gives guys the opportunity to be more of a pig than they already are!" I shouted.

I went red, blushing slightly. "It's okay to be gay, Angie. Or even Bisexual. You know that I love you-" I groaned loudly, stopping his little acceptance speach. "I'm not fucking gay! I-I'm straight! Okay?! So fucking leave it alone!" I yelled, storming off again without him following me.

I'm not gay. One kiss doesn't make me gay. So what if I- It doesn't matter. I'm not gay. I can't be. I'm not fucking Bisexual or whatever. I'm straight. I love boys and boys only.

(Present)

I felt a hand on my shoulder as my eyes met with my brother. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts and smiled. "Hey, Justin." I greeted, pulling him for a hug. He smiled and hugged me back. "I like your hair, although you still look ugly." He joked, sticking his tongue out at me.

"Oh fuck you, You've looked the same ever since kindergarten!" I laughed back, crossing my arms. He rolled his eyes "Liar!"
I shook my head again. "What are you even doing?" I asked him, wanting to know why he was out. "I'm riding a bull, what the fuck does it look like I'm doing?" He replied, showing me his bags of groceries.

I nodded and smiled "how's life with the Jensens....Foley." I giggled as we walked down the road. He took a minute to think "Clay talks non-stop about his stupid comics and TV shows, Lanie spends all day at work and Matt is cool because he cooks a mean Meatball Pasta." He answered with a smile.

I was so happy for him. "God it sounds like paradise!" I stated. He nodded and sighed. "Do you wanna come over for a bit? We've not had you over for a while." He asked and I debated it in my head. I said yes of course. We headed to his house, smiling and laughing the entire way. I was happy to still be able to joke with Justin after everything that had happend between us and around us.
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I woke up in Justins arms as I had clearly fallen asleep in the outhouse. I looked around and turned over, hugging Justin tighter. The door opened and a smiling Clay Jensen walked in. He saw me with my brother and waved my way, me smiling back. I carefully climbed over Justin and sat next to where Clay was making food.

"How long have you been here?" He asked, handing me some food. "I'm not sure I came here at like 3 maybe 4pm." I replied. He looked at his phone and showed me the time. It was almost 9pm. "Shit, I should probably get home." I stated, getting up and grabbing one of Justin's jackets as it was most definitely going to be cold.

"See you at school then, be safe." Clay said, walking me to the door and opening it for me. I walked out and ran down the road, I hated it in the dark. It was pretty empty outside but I didn't mind, infact that was probably better.

"Angie? Angie? Wait up!" I heard and I spun around, looking to see who was calling my name this time. "Monty?" I questioned as a car slowly stopped at my side. "You need a ride home? It's dark and you don't want any strange guys kidnapping you." He joked and I gave him a blank look.

"I'm not strange, I meant other guys." He clarified. I let out a short chuckle before nodding and getting into the car. I rubbed my hands together to warm them up. "So where were you?" I asked politely. "Had to drop some shit off for my dad, You?" He replied. "I was at Justin's, I accidentally fell asleep." I told him.

He nodded and continued to drive. I felt a hand on my thigh and looked down to see Montys hand. "Monty." I said, giving him a stern look. "Yeah?" He answered. "Hand." I told him, pointing down at his hand. He shrugged and moved his hand further up my thigh.

My breathing became more intense as I quickly put my hand on his to stop him. I peeled his hand away and put it on his on thigh. He looked at me grumpily "You are no fun." I shot him a quick smile. "I just don't feel like fucking in your car right now." I laughed, a smirk on my face.

He frowned but seemed to respect my decision. "I'd rather fuck when we get to my bed." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear. A smile soon crept onto his face and he didn't need to even look at me for me to know what he was thinking. "I like the hair by the way, It suits you. I wonder if it'll still look good when my hands are all wrapped up in it and I'm choking you."

I almost choked on my tongue. I went bright red, biting my lip. "Me too." I replied, letting him know I was down for whatever he was about to do. I told him where to go to get to my motel room and although he didn't like it, we pulled up quickly. I got out of the car first and I ran to opend my door. "Ladies first." He said, letting me in before him so he could slap my ass.

I sat on my bed as he looked around. I sighed and pulled him close to me. "Take off your fucking jeans. Now. Please." I demanded and he slowly did what I asked, teasing me.