Try me// Chapter twenty// I'm Daniel, Ms. Storms.
My hands gripped the phone in my hands, my eyes swiveling towards the back of my head in a distressed sense of a headache. I tilted my head towards the edge of the couch as I took a long swig of the dark substance that affected me. I sigh as the walls become part of a fun house, changing figure in a blink of an eye. My breath was the underlying cause of the smell of alcohol that entered my nostrils, and my mouth was sore from the amount of alcohol that I poured down my throat. I clear my throat as I stand up, just to fall back down on the couch in an unbalanced attempt to walk to the dark bedroom where I could feel the comfort of the bed to overtake the state of drunkenness. I stand again and stagger towards the bedroom, gripping on bookcases and tables to the room. When I finally made it to my room, I quickly changed into a pair of pajama's and climbed into bed.
I feel like I just closed my eyes when Jasmine shook me awake. It took me twenty minutes of fighting to get up before I took a quick shower and slipped into a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt. I slid Zander's hoodie onto my body as we made our way out the door.
"You're hungover." They chorused.
"Why are you so fucking loud?" I groaned, clutching my head and they snorted.
"Why weren't we invited? Did you just drink in the room all night?" Jas asked me and memories of me singing 'Problem' by Natalia Kills on a pool table flooded back into my head.
"I'm not hungover, I just have a migraine." I murmured as it began to downpour on us. We quickly rushed into the school and to first period, we were fifteen minutes late.
When we barged in, the teacher jumped a bit and all eyes fell on us, "And where were you three?" When we stayed silent she laughed, "I'm kidding. I don't care."
Jasmine and Zander rushed to take the only open seats where we normally sit. I groaned and walked over to the back corner. I sat down besides Ethan and Vincent, and in front of Damon then behind James.
Their eyes wouldn't leave me and James was the first to speak, "You look like shit, cupcake. What happened after we left?"
"Yeah, who was that guy?" Vincent asked me.
Damon nodded, "He seemed super pissed to see you there."
"Is he in Mayhem?" Ethan asked and they all stared at me, awaiting an answer, but I refused to even turn my head to look at them. Would they have just ditched me if Dante wasn't there? For all they know, he could've been a murderer or a rapist and they just ditched me.
My hand flew up and the teacher called on me, "Yes, Ms. Storms?"
"Can I go to the nurse?" I asked and she nodded and motioned for me to come up to her desk, when I did she gave me a pass and I walked right out of the room and down the hall to the nurses office.
"Hello, pass?" She asked and I held it up. She nodded then motioned for me to come to the desk.
"Okay, what's the matter hon?"
"I have a really bad headache and I feel like I'm going to throw up." I said and she gave me a sad smile before motioning for me to go sit down.
"I'll call your parents. Try and get some rest." She said after giving me a quick exam. I nodded and laid down. I slid my phone in my backpack and attempted to get some shut eye but the door swung open and instantly shouting was heard. I groaned, slowly turning my head to see the goons and Ethan arguing with Daniel and a few of his friends. All of them except Ethan were covered in blood.
"Oh lord. I'm sorry, Riley." The nurse apologized and everyone went silent. I waved it off and sat up, putting my head in my hands.
"Ace? Ace what's wrong, are you okay?" Daniel's voice softened and he sat besides me.
"Ace?" My mom's voice rang through the air, I turned to see my mom staring in amusement, "Damn. Haven't heard that in a while. You give her the nickname?" She asked, her gaze locked on Daniel. He nodded, having no clue who she is.
"Mom, can we just go?" I asked quietly and she nodded. I grabbed my backpack as she talked to the nurse.
"So is he the hot guy you and Jasmine are always talking about?" Mom asked casually, while still in front of everyone.
"Whoa, Riley actually finds someone hot?" Mike asked incredulously and Jackson, he and Daniel's friend on the football team nodded.
"Are these your friends?" Mom asked me and I waved my hand, as if saying 'sorta'.
"I'm Daniel, Ms. Storms. I'd shake your hand but," He motioned to the blood on him and she nodded slowly before her eyes scanned the group of boys. God is she going to recognize Ethan?
"Mom, my head really hurts." I tugged at her arm gently and she nodded before leading me out of the room.
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Try me, Mr. 'Bad Boy'
Teen FictionGoofy. Rebellious. Strange. 'Nerdy'. Dangerous. These are just a few words to describe Riley Storms. Being a teenager is hard enough, hell, growing up is a difficult task. Being normal isn't something that this spunky sixteen year old has ever been...
