I'm Not Okay {I Promise}

Collision Course

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Sage Larian has hated Ian McKinley since the third grade, when he stuffed her locker full of fake plastic spiders. She had a terrible phobia of spiders—and Ian knew that. But of course, he just had to be his usual dickish self. Ever since then, they hated each other. Erin, however, happened to be both of their best friends. Meaning, they had to suck it up and hang out anyway.

That never seemed to go well.

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"I was eight, I was terrified of spiders, you traumatized me."

"You traumatized me, I had to hear that scream up close."

"You gave me trust issues you know"

"Yeah well, you gave me tinnitus." It was that comment that landed Ian with a black eye for a week.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME ALONE WITH SATAN."

"Relax Ian, I'll be back in two minutes."

"A lot can happen in two minutes."

And he was right. By the time Erin got back from the bathroom, Ian had bite marks on his arm.

"What the hell did he do to piss you off?"

"He was a dick"

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"Ew, why do I have to hang out with Edward Scissor hands over here? Alone?? Can you like, show up faster?"

"Sorry S, got caught up at work. I'll be there soon."

"Soon cannot come sooner." Ian groans from the booth they're both seated in.

"Okay. Well, I'm not conversing with this... thing. So.. I'll be listening to music, you... find something to do" Sage put in her headphones.

"find something else to do," Ian mocked "I'll find something else to do." he rolled his eyes and stood outside until Erin finally arrived.

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The two had a history of arguing. Like. all. the. time. And that habit did not change, not even at the amusement park. McKinley high school's graduating class field trip. Most schools just graduate, some get trips to Washington DC. But McKinley? No, they get a fair. But hey, at least they died excited.

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"Let's try... bumper cars?" Sage suggested.

"Bumper cars? What are you, twelve?" Ian scoffed, earning a glare.