The Girl With the Chains

Val Grey was never normal. At least, classified as normal. She wore black, listened to music that made Justin Bieber sound like a whiny bitch, and had piercings that she shouldn't have had at age 17. The there's Eric Summers, perfect football player, blue eyes, dark hair, and has had multiple girlfriends. One day, Val was running late, and on her first day too. She couldn't give a flying fuck about who she bumped in to. That's the spectacular moment when they crashed into each other. Literally.

"Get out of my fucking way!" I said while panting heavily. Remind me to go to the gym.

"Hey, don't yell like tha-"

Great, I fell on Mr. Ken doll over here and it's really awkward. Really, on my first day?

I stood up, grabbed my stuff and was about to zoom outta there but he grabbed my wrist. Oh no you didn't just grab my All Time Low bracelet.

He looked at me with icy blue eyes, like Andy Biersack's in a way, and asked me the dumbest question.

"What's your name?" He was curious. Curiosity ran over the damn cat now get the hell out of my way.

"Now that was just mean," he said, giving me a playful smile.

I grabbed his chin and moved his face closer to mine.

He blushed a slight pink and looked into my violet eyes.

I yelled into his ear,"NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!"

He winced as I pushed his face away from mine and stood up to leave.

This motherfucking crowd was still in my way. Ugh.

Was this gonna take forever or what?