Not a whore

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🎵 It's hard to say that I was wrong
It's hard to say I miss you
Since you've been gone it's not the same
It's hard to say I held my tongue
It's hard to say if only
Since you've been gone it's not the same🎵

"Hey!" I hear Steve's voice from behind me. I slow down and wait for him to catch up.

"Hey Steve." I say exasperated. "Wanna Ditch?" I ask making my way out the back of the school towards the football field. Steve shrugs and joins me. We both sit under the bleachers and Steve lights up a cigarette. He takes a deep inhale before passing it to me.

"Are you into Hargrove?" He asks after a minute. I pause mid drag and shake my head no.

"Not anymore." I mumble. Steve quirks and eyebrow as he grabs the smoke back from me.

"Didn't he just get here a few days ago tho?" He asks with a grin. I chuckle and shake my head.

"I met him back in California." I say softly. "His dad worked with my mom.." Steve pauses and quirks an eyebrow at me.

"Really? And was he a douschbag there too?"
I shake my head no.

"Nope!" I say really popping the p. "He actually helped me with a really bad situation.. he's not as bad as he seems." I say softly Steve scoffs and shakes his head.

"I'll take your word for it." He says with a huff. "The dudes a complete tool now." I shrug my shoulders . "Can I say something? It sounds to me like you do have a thing for him munchkin." He wasn't wrong.

Art class wasn't bad today. Carol seemed to skip this period so I sat alone today and worked on my sculpture in the back. It was a model of Billy's camero.. I wanted to do something nice for him, to maybe help show him that I'm still here for him. Even if he screwed carol. I roll my eyes at the thought. I really shouldn't be that mad, we weren't together and everyone screws carol. She's easy and just throws herself at guys.

After school was over I found billy out front leaning on the hood of his car. Hair brushed back out of his eyes and smoke hanging from his lips. I sighed and made my way over to him. "Hey, uhm.. do you wanna come over and work on the project?" I ask nervously. Billy cocks an eyebrow and grins at me.

"No." He says pushing off the hood. I frown but nod my head turning to walk away. "I can't go anywhere I have to watch max, but you could come over." He says putting his hand in his pocket. I grin at him and nod my head.

"You treat me like garbage!" Max's voice calls from down the parking lot. Billy and I both turned to see what was going on. Max was standing there skateboard in hand yelling at Lucas Sinclair. One of elevens friends. I frown and cock my head to the side, wondering what he did.

"That fucking kid." Billy seethes. I turn around to face him with a frown.

"Lucas is a good kid, I can't believe he would be mean to max." I say sadly.

"Yeah well he's a piece of shit for hurting her, and I won't stand for it." Billy says clenching his fist. Max is stomping towards us now and pauses as she sees me.

"Helena?" She asks excitedly before running towards me and wrapping her arms around me. "Oh my god, how have you been? I've missed you. Billy's been a dick since you left." She says quickly. I chuckle and hug her back tightly.

"I've been alright, missed you both in California. But I'm glad you guys are here now." I say sweetly. She just nods her head and looks over at a stone faced billy.

"That kid you were talking to, who is he?" He billy asks darkly. Max flinches.

"He's no one." She says. Billy opens the drivers door and climbs in.

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