After finally begging her father to allow her to attend public school, Varena Claire didn't think he was talking about their rival school. Varena's father is the principal of Fallon High and the fact that the rival school, Cresent High, was succeedi...
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Hygge: The ritual of Enjoying life's Simple pleasures.
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My heart violently hammered in my chest when Jessie harshly shut the locker door unexpectedly. It was after practice when she decided to interrupt my packing up process.
"Who are you?" She bluntly asked me with her arms folded across her chest and one foot in front of the other. It was like her resting queen bee position.
Jessie was a very complicated girl. At one point I think that maybe we can be friends, maybe she isn't so bad. And at the other point, she scares me and is a total bitch. I'm puzzled about which side to choose because she is always changing my mind.
Like today, the practice was amazing, she was friendly and an awesome leader. And now she looked like she was ready to kill me. "What do you mean?" I asked, praying that this ended soon. She rolled her eyes, showing off her eyelash extensions in process. "I've checked every social media platform and you are on none of them," she finally explained.
So that's what this was about? She was media stalking me now?
"And what's the problem with that? I'm not on any social medias," I obviously stated. Well, I was on Tiktok under a random name just for viewing videos not for creating them and of course the same for Pinterest because who can live without Pinterest? Her eyes squinted and I wanted to take a step back but I held back. "That's the problem. I don't believe you. You're a teenager you must have at least an Instagram account. You practically need it," she emphasized.
I became angry that she thought that having social media was compulsory. I've heard things and I think my life is less negative without having social media. "And that's where you're wrong. That was never a thing where a teen needs to have social media. If you believe that then you have to be insane," I scoffed at her.
She scrunched up her face and stared disgustingly at me. "There is something so off about you! You cannot be this pretty and innocent!" She declared. I smiled and relaxed slightly knowing I had the upper hand.
"Do you have something to be guilty for? Since I think you are very pretty," I challenged. Her face fell. "N-No I don't! I'm perfect! Leave me alone!" She stuttered before stomping out of the locker room, picking up her bag from the bench in the process.
I smiled, knowing that I won this little thing she had planned for me. All I wanted was to lie in my bed so I quickly pushed everything into my bag and left the locker room only to walk into someone when I walked through the door. "Oof," I stumbled back but was stopped by the hands on my waist.
I have no idea why it shocked me to see that Preston was the one to save me from the fall but walk into me at the same time. At least it wasn't Covan. I haven't spoken to him since Monday, which was two days ago. "Rena, you should really watch where you're going," he advised with the nickname rolling easily off his tongue.
"Already giving me a nickname? Didn't know we were buddies," I joked and was happy when he dropped his hands from around my waist. "Oh, yes we are. I am a really rad guy and I intend to show you that I'm your new best friend," he grinned.
I rolled my eyes on his cockiness. "Okay, Pres, I'll see you tomorrow," I flashed him a wink before turning walking to the exit.
Why did I wink at him?
Shaking my head to get rid of the thought, I unlocked my car and instantly slid in.
When I arrived home my parents weren't home as expected. Though I was met with a note stating that they would be gone for some hours since they are going into town after my father finished his job.
I showered away the sweat from practice and the stress of school that was beginning to developed but apparently that was a normal thing. Ellie texted me asking to go out weekend. I have no idea how I was supposed to respond to that since I wasn't in the mood to go anywhere.
I didn't want my parents to say that I was abusing my privileges now that they gave me permission to go out whenever I wanted. The doorbell rang and I thought nothing of it. Maybe my parents got back earlier than expected.
However, when I opened the door my face fell.
"Hale..." I whispered softly when I saw him in front of my doorsteps.
He took one big risk coming here.
He's lucky my parents aren't home.
"Don't even start with me and say your parents are home because I saw them at the mall and they looked like they aren't coming back now. Can you let me in?" He immediately stated. I mentally sighed, seeing that I barely had a choice.
"What do you want?" I softly asked.
He finally looked at me again with fisted hands. "I want another chance, Verena. You cannot break up with me. I made a mistake and honestly it's enough torture knowing that I fucked us up," he insisted, pouring out his words to me. I already felt guilty for declaring an unknown break between us.
"I said I need space," I mumbled. "I'll give you space but you have to let me know that you'll take me back. I didn't mean to...hurt you. But you gave consent and...I was just getting jealous that you were around guys like Covan and Preston," he disappointingly sighed. His hands unrolled and his shoulders slumped. Now instead of angry, he looked like he was in pain and guilt.
"You are my boyfriend and I honestly don't have it in me to cheat. You are supposed to trust me not to take your anger out on me sexually," I let him know and guilt flooded his eyes. "Yes, baby I know that. I know that now. It was a mistake, I swear," he convincingly claimed.
I was silent, just observing the huge change between us over how we use to be. We were perfect and I wanted that again. Maybe he deserved a second chance because I would want one. "You cannot do shit like that again," I warned him, slightly giving in already. He beamed with a smile, pulling me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. "I promise I won't, I love you so much," he blurted out in thanks.
I just hoped Hale wouldn't make me regret forgiving him.
I was hesitant at first and had a hard time believing that it was true. "I love you too."
