Ch 20- No Love

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Again. i am too exhausted to proof read this shit so if you're a grammar nazi, F*CK OFF! THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY. SLEEP TIME, BITCHES

~THE NEXT MORNING~

 I wake up to find myself staring into the vibrant green eyes of Joey. He smiles as he realizes that I’m awake.

 “Good morning” he whispers, just inches away from my face.

 “Good morning.” I whisper back.

 “Joey and Shane! Stop f*cking and get up! You have school in twenty minutes!” Nicole bangs on the door. She ruined the moment.

 “Shut up, Nicole! We’re not doing anything!” Joey yells back.

 “Yeah. Whatever.” She mumbles before walking away. I sigh and roll my eyes while climbing out of bed

 “No. Don’t get up yet.” Joey says, grabbing onto my arm. “You can’t let her ruin our moment.”

 “Who said she ruined our moment?” I lean down and press my lips onto his. He grabs the sides of my face and pulls me back onto the bed. I place my hands on either side of his body to support my weight as I hover over him. He runs his tongue over my bottom lip and I slightly open my mouth to give him access as he slips his hands into the back pockets of the jeans I ended up falling asleep in last night.

“Joey! Sh—!” Nicole’s sentence stops abruptly as she opens the door without knocking and takes in the scene. “Ew! You two are f*cking!”

“GET OUT, NICOLE!” Joey slips one hand from out of my back pocket to throw a pillow at her and hits her straight in the face.

“If you two want a ride to school, you have fifteen minutes to get ready. Mom and John had to go to work early so I have to take Jett to school today. Your school is relatively close to his so you better stop trying to suck each other’s face off and get up!” she throws the pillow at us but misses and shuts the door before walking down the hall again.

“Should we get ready?” I ask Joey, still on top of him.

“I think this is worth more than a car ride. We can catch the bus.”  I smirk before slamming my lips back onto his. I grab onto the duvet and pull it over our heads and let the warmth envelop us as we let our moment intensify.

~AT SCHOOL~

I hold Joey’s hand as we walk into Arleta High together. We walk all the way down the hall to our locker shove our backpacks into the long slender rectangular box before walking into the great hall to find a corner to sit in until the bell rings. The bus brings us to school at 6:50 but school doesn’t actually start until 7:20 so we basically have half an hour to do whatever the hell we want in the morning.

“Sawyer!” Joey let’s go of my hand and runs in the opposite direction of the great hall. I turn around to find him running into Sawyer’s arms and giving him the most genuine hug I have ever witnessed him give.

When the hell did he stopped wanting to murder Sawyer?

“Joey!” Sawyer greets him back. I walk towards them to get a closer look at the situation.

“Good morning, Shane.” Sawyer greets me.

“Hey, Sawyer. Joey and I were just going to the great hall to get some breakfast.” I try to grab Joey’s hand so we can go to the cafeteria but he pulls away.

“Actually Sawyer and need to talk, but I’ll meet up with you in Flex when the bell rings. Is that cool?”

Now this is just some f*cked up bull.

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