"Bye!"
Kim and I went walking towards outside the gym. Suddenly, we heard footsteps behind us.
"Hey Ladies!" Derek said.
"Hey."
"So what you girls doing?" Derek replied.
"I'm just waiting for Junior so he can drop me off." I replied.
"I'm just waiting for Steven." Kim replied.
Steven comes and hugs Kim from behind.
"Oh! you scared me!" Kim exclaimed.
"Sorry baby." Steven replied, kissing her on the cheek.
"Steven, where's Junior?" I asked.
"He's talking with the coach."
"Oh ok. I'll wait for him here."
"See ya tomorrow sis."
"Bye sis."
"Bye Steph."
"Bye Steven."
Steven and Kim went walking towards the parking lot holding hands.
"If you want, I can drop you off." Derek asked, smiling.
"No, it's fine."
We went walking towards the parking lot because he wanted to show me his motorcycle.
"You have a motorcycle?" I asked, checking out the motorcycle.
"Yeah, I love my bike." He said, getting on the motorcycle.
"That's so cool! I've never been in a motorcycle before."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah."
"Well if you want, I can take you in a cruise sometime?" He winked.
"Um sure." I blushed.
He saw me blush. He smiled at me. His hazel eyes looking back at me. All of a sudden, Junior sees them and goes up to them. Steph sees Junior.
"Oh hey Junior. I'm ready to go home."
"Ok Steph."
"Hey, You're the captain right?" Derek asked.
"Yeah I am. why?"
"So you can give me a few pointers."
"Sure, whatever." Junior said, rolling his eyes.
"Bye Derek." I said, waving goodbye.
"Bye Steph."
Junior takes Steph to his car and we drive away from the school. Junior was driving so goddamn fast. He was scaring me.
"Slow down Junior!" I yelled.
He wouldn't listen to me. He was gripping the steering wheel so hard. We finally arrived safely to my house.
"What the hell is your problem? You could have got us killed." I yelled at him, slapped him hard in the face and I get out of the car.
I could hear his footsteps behind me and calling my name until I slammed the front door behind me.
"Hey sweetheart. what's wrong?" My mom asked.
"Nothing's wrong. Ok." I said, going upstairs angrily.
I went straight to my room. I throw my backpack on the floor. I lay on my bed crying.
My mom looks out the window from the living room and saw Junior drive off.
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Beauty and the Jerk
Teen FictionStephanie had a rough life due to her father's alcoholic problems and bullies at school. She's mostly been homeschooled due to the fact of torture from her classmates and backstabbing friends. Until she goes to high school and tries to start fresh...
Big Fight With Junior
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