I wake up, shower, and get dressed.
My mom made breakfast but I just grab a piece of bacon and head out of the door.
Gerald is standing on the front step.
"Every time I think you came to your senses, you show up at my fucking doorstep." I roll my eyes.
"Marina, why can't you see that I'm really sorry and I regret what I did."
"I understand but i'm not taking you back, why can't you get that?" I cross my arms.
"Why do you treat me like this?"
"Bye, Gerald." I walk away.
He chases after me.
"I wrote a poem for you," he walks fast, trying to keep up with me.
"Does it look like I want to read a fucking poem?"
"Just listen, please." He begs.
I roll my eyes and walk faster.
"Roses are red, violets are blue.." He starts.
I laugh.
"Oh my god, how cliche are you?" I scoff.
"Marina," he grabs me by my arm and stops me.
I push him away.
"Don't you get it? I don't want you! Leave me the fuck alone," I push him again and walk off.
I finally reach the school. I go to my first period,  put my head down, and wait for the bell to ring..

6th period is finally fucking over and I feel like throwing up.
These cramps are fucking killing me, I can barely walk without wincing in pain.
I make my way to the nurse to get a Tylenol.
I knock on the door and open it.
"Oh, god." I say in disgust.
Ew, what the fuck.
I shut my eyes tight.
The nurse and the guy from the attendance office are making out on the table.
"I uh, jus needed some Tylenol." I say, my eyes still closed.
"We're out." The nurse says angrily, lightly shoving me out of the door.
I hear the lock click and the kissing start again.
I try to shake the image from my my mind.
I text Trevor, hoping we would reply back.
Me: Hey, can you do me a favor?

Trevor: Sure, princess. What's up?
Me: Do you think you could go to gas station and get me some Tylenol? Cramps are killing me
Trevor: Of course, bring them to your school?
Me: Yeah, I'll meet you in the office.
Trevor: Be there soon.
Me: Thank You so much 😘
Trevor: Anything for you 😉
I sit in the bathroom, waiting patiently in a stall. I hear my name called over the intercom to report to the front office. I rush there quickly.
When I get to the front office , Trevor is standing with a Quik Trip bag in his hand.
I run up to him and wrap my arms around him.
"Thank you," I say, my head still on his chest.
"I brought you two snicker bars and a warm tea," he says, I can feel his deep voice vibrating
"Thank you," I plant a soft kiss on his neck.
The lady sitting at the front desk clears her throat.
I look at her and roll my eyes.
"C'mon," I mumble and grab his wrist.
We go outside and sit on the benches.
"Thank you again," I blush.
"Stop it, you know I got you," he winks at me.
I pop the pills in my mouth and swallow it down with the tea.
"You ok?" He asks me after a fee minutes.
"Im fine." I say.
"Why are you so good to me?" I ask and place my head on his shoulder.
"I don't really know, I just see something in you i've never seen in anyone else." He strokes my hair.
"Aw," I say.
He's so sweet.
"What school do you go to?" I ask staring at the parking lot.
"Winchester." He replies softly.
I nod and we sit in silence for a couple of minutes.
"There's this party next Tuesday, you wanna go?" I look up at him.
"Yeah, what time?" He smiles.
"The flyer says 10." I turn my gaze back to the parking lot.
"Sure, princess. I kind of have to go now. I have to do something for my mom." He gets up.
"Oh ok, thank you again." I stand and look down at my feet.
He wraps his arms around me and I wrap mine around him.
"Bye," he says and lets go.
I wave goodbye and watch him get into his car and leave..
I feel much better now.
I go to the cafeteria and sit down for a good 20 minutes.
I get bored and decide to go to class 10 minutes early.
I get on the elevator, watching the numbers switch to B.
When I get to the classroom, Abel is sitting at his desk. I sit down at the desk but I don't greet him.
"Hey." He says to me.
I continue to scroll on my phone, ignoring him.
"So you gonna ignore me?"
I chuckle at the meme on Instagram. That's some funny shit right there.
He grabs my phone.
"What the fuck is your problem?" I yell.
"I could ask you the same thing. You're the one ignoring me," he looks at me like i'm slow.
"Whatever," I roll my eyes.
I reach for my phone but he raises his arm high in the air.
"This isn't a fucking joke. I'm not in the mood. This isn't the time to fuck with me." I cross my arms.
"Man your period really got you going psycho." He chuckles.
"Fuck you, give me my shit."
"No, tell me why you're giving me the silent treatment." He raises his arm even higher.
Cause you're a fucktard.
I sigh harshly and fall back into my chair, my arms crossed.
"Here," he hands me my iPhone.
I snatch it back.
"Ima let you you work out that lil attitude you got on your own, let me know when you done being petty." He says typing away at his computer.
I roll my eyes.
I scroll down my tumblr dash until the class starts filling up.
"Ok class, today we're gonna watch two 30 minute-"
"Porn videos?" Donald interrupted.
The boys in the class clap and cheer.
"No, and if you interrupt me again you'll never get a chance to lose your virginity." Abel smirks.
Everyone in the class giggles.
"I'm not a virgin!" Donald says angrily.
"Right. Anywho, we're gonna be watching videos about, drumroll... STD's."  He says.
"Marina, the lights please," he looks back at me.
I scoff and put my headphones in.
He walks across the room and hits the switch.
He displays the video on the smart board.
Everybody is is either on on their phone or asleep. 
I close my eyes for a couple minutes then there's a soft knock on the door.
Everyone suddenly sits up and is attentive.
The principal, Mrs. Porter, saunters into the classroom. Her black and red suit flows with every step. Her kind eyes scan the entire classroom, landing on me last.
She smiles at me but I can tell there is something more behind her smile.
"Hello class," her soft voice radiates through the whole room.
"Hello, Mrs. Porter." The class says in unison.
My eyebrows shoot up in amusement.
Yall motherfuckers know yall are some ass kissers.
"Oh wow, such a sweet class."
She turns around.
"Abel," she looks at him as if he has 5 dildos stuck to his head.
"Every Time I see you, I can't believe its you." She walks behind him and puts her hands on his shoulders.
Excuse me..
She's like, touching him.
"You know, it's funny. I used to babysit this boy when he was little." She laughs to herself, reminiscing.
"But, he's a man now." She says to more so herself then us.
Abel looks around nervously.
"Nice to see you principal Porter." He fumbles with the buttons on his button up.
"Ohh, he was always so shy. I helped him get rid of that real quick." She laughs but I sense more going on here.
He fucked the principal.
Then, she gave him this  job.
That's how he knew her.
She's like 60.
Was her vagina even fuckable?
Lemme stop.
She turns to look at me.
"Let me guess, you were late for the first class?" She asks.
I nod.
"Do you know?" Donald asks her.
"Know wha- oh, of course I know. You think I don't know what goes on in my own damn school." She laughs.
Her voice is so soft, her cuss words even sound angelic.
"Well, I'll let you guys be." She walks towards the door, her heels clicking.
She takes one last glance at Abel then disappears and the sound of the elevator us heard.
Abel looks... scared?
I narrow my eyes at him.
He continues the video about STD's but nobody watches...
20 minutes later, the bell rings and everybody runs out of the classroom like they've been held hostage.
I stay right in my seat.
"So, why didn't you tell me you fucked the principal?" I stare at him intensely.
"Huh? Why would I do that?" He gets up and starts sweeping.
"Stop lying," I lean back in my chair and smirk.
He hesitates.
"It was a long time ago."
"Did she-" I begin.
"No, it was consensual." He says and continues sweeping.
"Oh. Was she your first?" I ask.
"You ask a lot of questions," he smiles.
"I can't help it, i'm just naturally inquisitive." I chuckle.
He smiles and shakes his head.
"You ok?" I ask, my eyebrows furrow.
His quick nod quickly changes to a tear rolling down his cheek.
I walk over to him and grab his face.
"What's wrong?" I ask worriedly.
He throws his arms around me, his shaking hangs grip my jacket.
"You can tell me," I whisper and rub his back.
We stand there for about 10 minutes, his face in my neck, arms wrapped around each other.
"Abel," I break the silence.
"Im fine." He lets go of me.
I tilt my head.
"Are you serious, i'm pretty sure you just had a 10 minute breakdown." I look at him.
"Just let it go, please." He packs up his laptop and lesson plan.
"So, that's it ? You're just gonna cry on my shoulder for 10 minutes then act like it never happened?" I look at him in disbelief.
"Please, not now." He sighs.
I can tell he's really hurt so I stay quiet.
"You still owe me an explanation," I say sternly.
He doesn't say anything, he leave quickly, leaving me standing in the middle of the room with a tear soaked shoulder...

A/N: Well then, what happened there? .... 👀
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