Cole's P.O.V:
It's been a couple weeks since everything that went down at prom. Now we're all gearing up for our graduation. I've been looking forward to this for a long time. Long before I even knew my girl.
That never gets old. My girl. Always makes me smile. A real smile not my old playboy crap. Of course for a while seeing her with me hurt my best friend but he's got someone of his own now.
Today's the day we're supposed to be able to finally meet her.
Xavier's P.O.V:
I'm nervous. Is it obvious? Pretty sure it is. Anyway, it hurt for a very long time seeing my best friend with the girl I'd always dreamed of. That is until I bumped into her. The story's actually kind of funny.
I was at the mall trying to get some food from the food court, we all know how that is, and there was a pretty girl in front of me. Someone ran into me from behind and I ended up running into her. I was so embarrassed. Then when I went to glance behind me at who it was that pushed me, I didn't see anyone.
The hand of fate. I know it was her.
Roseanne's P.O.V:
I've dropped all contact with my used to be ride or die. She was nothing good for me. Anyway, aside from the bad news I've got something good. Can't wait to meet Xavier's new girl! He's been dropping little hints about her here and there. Apparently she's beautiful, smart, funny.
Almost sounds like he's describing me. Haha. Like that would ever happen. He's just a good friend. That's all he's ever going to be.
Oh crap. It's time to go. I almost didn't hear them pull up. Can't wait!
Hope we make a good impression and not scare the poor girl away, if you know what I mean.
M:
This has turned out exactly like I planned. At least someone in our family is happy. That's just what I wanted. Just how I planned.
I feel cold again. That's odd. I've never felt anything in the past hundred years. Just move about doing as I please.
Could this be what everyone else has talked about? Something called 'going home'. I can feel it, I'm getting colder, almost like it felt when I froze to death, and then I'm on fire. It starts out as just a warming sensation and then it's a full fledged clap of thunder.
With tears in my now unfrozen eyes, I watch as my relation, his love, and his best friend start to fade from my vision.
I'm going home. I'm finally going home. I can now be laid to rest. My work here is done.
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Not Such A Bad Boy
RomanceShe was the girl who danced in the light; he was the boy that watched from the shadows.