Raspberries #DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

Chapter 13- I Hate Monday's

Hey Pickles,  how you all doing? So how was the last Chapter?  Today I have nothing to say althought this Chapter is slightly longer. 
Anyway Enjoy....

Ivy's POV

I lightly dabbed the wound cringing every second as the cotton came in contact with the blood. After cleaning it I bandaged it up. I breathed out as I felt his chest rise up and down.

The stupid baboon fell asleep. Dumb butt. I stared at the bold tattoos that were covering his chest. God it was beautiful. I traced them lightly and smiled. I moved back and grabbed a cotton ball and lightly dabbed his lips feeling nervous.

I mean I have never touched a males lip so this was pretty awkward you know? I jumped off the bed and covered him with my kung fu panda blanket. I giggled as I saw that it couldn't cover his feet.

I walked towards him and did one of the most stupid thing that would definitely be written in my diary; I kissed his forehead. Okay you may think I am over reacting but I, the goody-two-shoes just kissed Mr-I-don-t-care's forehead.

I grabbed the pillow and tucked it under his head gently then grabbed a glass of water with some Tylenol.

I walked downstairs and grabbed a spare blanket and pillow then headed down to the couch. I smiled softly as I snuggled against the blanket and drifted into the darkness.

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Wakey wakey  Ivy,

Don't make me punch you.

Wake up wake up,

Eli is cooler.

Now Don't make me pu--

"Ughh," I sighed pressing my alarm button. Ugh I hate Mondays, they were like stepping on lego. Eli decided it was funny to sing a wake up song. I am so regreting it. Wait, wait. How did my alarm walk from my room to here. I opened my eyes and saw that I was in my room. Carson must have brought me to my room, frowning I looked around and saw a note.

Thanks Red.

-C

I know it was only 2 words but those words made me smile.. wait what? Umm, nevermind.

Crap. Crap. I had school.

Jumping up from bed I had a super quick shower then straightened my hair. I wore my faded denim jeans with a black tank top that had a golden skull in the middle. I slipped on a couple of leather bracelets and my black and blue vans. I tied my hair into a high ponytail leaving a couple of strands out.

I smiled and added some chapstick and light mascara.  Grabbing my bag and a bunch of raspberries popping them into my mouth. I drove off to hell.

"Holy crap, I love your hair," Hope and Eli said in unison.

"I know right."

"Damn girl you really were serious about this bucket list thing," Hope says as we walk down the halls to our lockers. I nodded in agreement.

"Anyway are you ready for the history test?" Eli says getting her books.

"Ye- wait what? We have a test? Since when?"

"Dummy since last week."

"Holy moly stabbing frogs," I frowned and pouted.

"Geez shut up. You already know that you're great at history." Hope glares at me making me smile sheepishly.

"Let's go, the bell is going to go."

I was kinda nervous, was Carson gonna talk to me or will he ignore me. I walked inside the class room and began the boring test. I also saw that Carson wasn't here and suddenly my mood went down.