For The Future

A Better Day Today, Right?

Desiree's P.O.V.

"You told him you'd delete it?!" I screeched into my phone at the girl on the other end.

"I-I'm sorry! He was crying and he sounded so broken I couldn't tell him no." she tried to defend herself.

"Good, he should be broken, he deserves it for stealing my Beck. How am I supposed to blackmail them now? If they keep dating and making those puppy eyes at each other in won't be able to put up with it, Beck is mine. Mei I can't break them up if I don't have that picture." I scolded.

"Oh they did brake up, does that mean we can still be friends?" Mei's voice sounded hopeful and I felt much better at the sound of the good news.

"They broke up?" I asked, the happy tinge stained my voice.

"Yeah Cho told me when we were talking on the phone, I deleted it so that it wouldn't bring up any bad memories for him," she answered. I felt like I was floating.

"Yes! Oh this is great the idiot did it without me having to intervene." I mused. I carried on a quick conversation with Mei and hurried to pick out what makeup I could wear tomorrow to make myself irresistible for Beck. Cho was about to loose him even more once I got ahold of him. My precious Beck, I loved him too much for his own good, way more than that stupid boy ever could. I knew I'd make an amazing wife and we'd have beautiful kids that would turn out straight, unlike the mistake of Beck's parents.

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Beck's P.O.V.

I trudged out of bed and barely remembered to brush my hair. The only thing I did was feel miserable. I woke up with a splitting headache and a pain in my chest. A constant one that wouldn't go away, I knew it would be my companion for a little while.

"Beckham do you want to be late?" Papa screamed up the stairs.

"No," I mumbled and went down the stairs. I had managed to get dressed, so I was pretty proud of that. I had forgotten to eat breakfast, but I wouldn't have been able to get it down anyways. The car ride to school was loud and obnoxious, it made my head pound, but the pain keep me focused on something other than Cho, so I didn't say anything. We got to school and Brooke hopped out of the car joyously, while I fell into the hard road after tripping over my foot as I was trying to get out of the car.

"Goddamn," I hissed quietly and rubbed my cheek where I had taken most of the blow.

"Beck are you okay?" Brooke asked and helped me up.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine," I assured and walked over to the pavement and Papa drove off. The fall had only made my head throb harder. Brooke went off to go talk to her friend Sami and I was left standing alone in my corner where Cho and I usually stood together. I caught a glimpse of him getting out of the car and my heart skipped a beat. I felt heavy and regret flooded my body. He was walking over towards me and our eyes met. His stride wavered and he turned the other way, over to where Brooke stood. I whipped my head angrily in the opposite direction. It was his fault, he's the one that broke up with me, I'm not the one that chose this.

The bell rang and everyone flooded inside, I kept getting shoved and I couldn't find Cho anywhere in the mess. Some girl shoved me way too hard through the doors and I fell and hit my head on the door handle. I carefully stood up and put my hand up to it. When I brought it down there was blood pooling down my fingers. What was up with today? Were there any other ways I could possibly screw up my head?

"Watch it!" a classmate yelled.

"Keep moving!" another warned.

I followed their advice and finally made it to my first class after stopping at my locker.