Lucky Me

Nine

{edited}

Thursday, Dec 18

Brandon waits in the drivers seat of his car while I get ready to leave the house. After I stepped outside the wind blown across my face and gave me the goosebumps all over. I should've worn gloves but I didn't want to let Brandon wait any longer. He kept putting his hand through his hair over and over again and his leg was shaking up and down. Clearly, he was frustrated, whatever he's going to tell me now will probably be really complicated. I slowly make my way to the car, trying to avoid looking at him. I open the door to his slick black car, and sit on the leather seats. His car smells like fainted Axe spray and new car smell. He breathes and slowly steps on the gas. Does he want us to be late for school or something?
"Okay," he begins, "Jake, he never really meant to do that. Honestly maybe he did but he never meant to hurt your feelings. He just wants you to forgive him."
"Also he is really really sorry. When you went to talk to him, which was pretty bad ass just saying, he felt like absolute crap the whole rest of the day. He didn't even want to eat his lunch or even pay attention in class. Iza, he's literally like a lost puppy without you."
I take a deep breath before I speak, "If he's sorry and he wants my forgiveness then why doesn't he come to me himself? He was part of something that hurt me and he maybe 'lost' but he needs to man up. An apology will not help this thing that is going on. It happened, now it's going to be there forever and Brandon, forever is a very very long time." I look at his face which was facing towards the road at a stoplight. I feel so stressed right now, every time I even breath it feels so heavy because of this. "Well Jake is the kind of guy who likes to slice tomatoes regularly like other people but he doesn't want to show that he cuts them into cubes instead. He doesn't like showing the real self and he's a jerk he always was and always will be, most of the time." Brandon said, he makes a right turn, we are about 5 minutes until we get to school. I breath again, the situation is so overwhelming, "Can we talk about this later?" I ask, he nods quickly while he makes another sharp turn. It took him 2 times to get his driver's license. He told me that during his first time, he was so nervous that his hands were shaking and his leg kept shaking up and down just like earlier. He also said that the driver teacher was very quite hot. Her dress shirt hanged low on her chest, showing her cleavage and it was distracting Brandon, stupid woman she could've gotten Brandon in an accident! We take another sharp turn to the right and parked his car the farthest away from the front doors. "Why," I continue, "Why did you park so far? Are you making me exercise or something. Trust me, it's not gonna work." I chuckle and he shakes his head. I try and punch him but then somebody with some flashy heels and shiny lip gloss came in my way. "Hey Brandon, what's up? I heard that you had a basketball game tonight! Are you excited? Because I am..." Bree said in a squeaky voice, He made a disgusted face, "Are you stalking me or something?"
"No but I'm actually kind of into..." She trails her fingers upon his bicep to shoulder, he shakes her deadly claws off. "Oh. Well... sorry I have a girlfriend." He gestures towards me and makes a cheesy smile. Her mouth dropped, she grabbed her phone out and turns away from Brandon. She glares at me but then smirks, while I try to hold my laugh. She waves goodbye to Brandon in the most fake smile. He waves back then looks at me. "What the hell dude?!" I couldn't hold it in,
"I know I'm sorry, I needed an excuse for her to leave!" He explains and I laugh. Brandon joins with me and says, "You know you're my cover right?"
"Whatever. Just glad you can be yourself now." I punch his shoulder and run away in laughter to the school front doors. The minute I walk in there was a big white banner with my name on it. At least it was colorful. Then the sound of crunching paper was on the floor, I looked down. It was a picture of me in that mess from that day. I picked it up,

IZA
Picture
IZA SLUUUT

I drop the paper. The overwhelming and pressure feeling came fast like a train and was like a million times heavier. The blue tiled floors were concealed with the same papers. It was on the stairs, some on walls, some on top of lockers and some on the doors. They were everywhere and covered every inch of the school. I ran back outside, running into people along the way. I rip one off the doors, folding it and sliding it into my pocket. I find Alex just coming off the bus. I run up to him, "Hey, where were you? Why weren't you on the bus?" He questions, I sigh and pull him behind the school.
"What? What's wrong?" He asks, I pull out the paper and unfold it to show him. He glances at it already knowing what it was. He shakes his head and rips it apart into pieces, leaving them falling to the cement sidewalk. "Bullshit." He says, he takes both of my hands into his. "You are not a slut, you are amazing and really, really, super, seriously beautiful. Stay strong for your family and friends because they're going to need you to help keep them be strong," He pauses and rubs his thumbs against the back of my frozen cold hands. He quickly let goes of my hands and unzips his backpack to get out a notebook. He rips off a piece and writes something quick. When he was done, he passes it to me. It was of course his phone number, "Promise me, that if something like this happens again or if you feel sad and depressed. Call me, Okay?" I nod my head slowly, with his number still in my hands I wrap both of my arms around his neck. "I promise. Thank you, Alex." I said in a muffled voice, he wraps his arms around my waist. "Its cool." He chuckles, then Brandon walks by around the corner. "Hey! Back off! You prick!" As he walks he grabs the collar of Alex's sweatshirt. Lifting his fist, "No wait! Brandon, I know him it's okay!" Brandon lowers him to the ground and pats Alex's shoulder. "Sorry kid." He says, and holds out a Hershey's chocolate bar to me. I gasp, and take it. "Thank you! Oh my gosh You are the best!" I break off a piece and hold it out for Alex. He shakes his head and walks away. Huh, I wonder what that was about. Then, I remember I left my backpack on the floor in the school. Shit.

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OKAY This literally took me forever but hope you guys liked it :))))

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Llamas can't take ur drama so it crosses the road for the chicken

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So what do think what will happen in the next chapter? smirk smirk, wink.

K byyyeee i gotta do some paper work... From hell. *cough school cough* *cough i hate cough cough homework cough*

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