(Jenna's POV)
This month had been so strange. Living with Tristan. I still couldn't get my head around it. Girls at school had been glaring at me, watching us together in the hallways. I was loving it. I leant against my locker, thinking about my new life. It was so unreal, I was unsure if I would ever get used to it. I didn't think I would.
"JENNA!!" I heard the familiar voice, that I have missed, scream my name. My eyes sprang open and I turned to her, grinning.
"LAUREN!!" I screamed back, running to her with my arms open. People were looking at us weird but I didn't care, she had been gone for 6 months. The lucky woman got to travel to New York, to live with her mum. I'm so glad she chose to live here with her dad, she's only going to visit her mum from now on. We wrapped our arms around each other and laughed. I could feel a wetness on my face, I was crying. We pulled away and I could see that she was also crying. I had known her for 13 years, this year. I was 5 when I first met her. Next week, when I turn 18, it will officially be 13 years. We met on my birthday, she fell onto my cake, so I chased her around the play area.
"My god, I've missed you so much! Getting to live in New York, in jealous!" I laughed, lightly pushing her. She giggled and rubbed the back of her neck, as though she was getting nervous. My smile faltered slightly, before returning to its fullness.
"Yeah, it was alright. You easily get sick of it, after a while. How many people know what I've been doing?" She started off calm, but ended sounded panicky. I rolled my eyes, finding her worry quite funny.
"People do know that you left for a while. But seriously, they don't care. They would rather live their own sad lives." I grinned, reassuring her. She smiled back at me. I linked arms with her and we strolled down the hallway. I was telling her about school, but I didn't mention Tristan, I think that it is too soon to tell her. I will tell her later though. But right now, I need my best friend as my best friend, not another person with a billion questions about me and him. We went to reception and got her new timetable. I got mine out and compared lessons. Yes. Yes. No. Yes. Yes. I only looked at today's lessons and we had 4 out of 5 lessons together. The woman at reception laughed at my eagerness to get to class. I yanked Lauren's arm and pulled her down the hallway, again. I must have looked crazy, but in that moment I couldn't care less. I had got my best friend back and I had a perfect boyfriend, what could go wrong?
"JEEEEENNNAAAA!!!" Spoke too soon. I heard the shrill, whiny voice of Clara. Lauren was stifling a laugh at my annoyance. I lightly nudged her in the ribs, faking a smile at Clara.
"I can't believe that you left home! Mom has been so upset since you left. She cries herself to sleep, hugging a photo of you. It's very weird." She sighed, nodding at herself. My mind was unable to process the image I was given. My mom, MY mother, missing ME! I don't think that is a possible situation. There is a list of things that are impossible, that is at the top of the list, although so are vampires. I'd look for myself but I made a pledge to myself that I would never ever go back there!
"Something in me makes me think that what you have just said kind of isn't true, Clara. So I'm very sorry if it is but I really couldn't care less. She can go and drown in a bag of alcohol for all I care. See ya." I smiled politely and pulled Lauren along. We were almost at first lesson when Lauren stopped moving.
"You didn't tell me that you left home! Where do you live now? Are you homeless? Seriously Jen, why would you not tell me this?" She got really angry and stubborn. She pushed me back into a locker, I really hoped that nobody saw us.
"I'm sorry, okay. My mom was getting too much for me, so I left. I live with a friend. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I forgot to mention it." I sighed, rubbing my arm. Lauren's eyes were blazing with anger. She stomped her foot, making me drop my bag.
"You don't just forget to mention that you left home! You should be able to tell me this, we're best friends. Well, at least I thought we were." She snapped at me, but began to calm down. She seemed really upset, I could tell something was wrong with her for this to be her reaction.
"Lauren, what's wrong? I know I didn't tell you everything, but you never act like this. Like you just said, we're best friends." I looked into her eyes, but our previous happy moment had gone. She looked broken. She bent over and picked up my bag, handing it to me.
"Let's get to class." She was totally emotionless. I followed her, constantly tapping her and asking for her attention. Nothing worked. We sat down at the back of our almost empty Music lesson, with Ms Jamison. She was a really bad teacher, we never really had anything to do. She just handed us a piece of sheet music and went on her computer all lesson. I wasn't complaining, I already knew how to play guitar and I wasn't the shittiest of singers.
"Lauren. I swear to god if you don't answer me, I'll fricken snap!" I groaned, banging my head against the table, instantly regretting it. "Balls." I mumbled, earning a giggle from Lauren. My head shot up, but that hurt even more. Her giggles became laughs and I knew that she was back. I laughed along with her, pulling her into a hug. I went to pull away but she held me close.
"I got bullied in New York. I had no friends to talk to." She whispered, answering my earlier questions. I felt awful. She had only been back a day and I was ruining it for her. I muttered a sorry but she quickly stopped me.
"Not your fault. I'm just glad to be back." She grinned and lightly punched my arm. Once again we were back together like old times. All throughout the lesson we were gossiping. Before I could tell her about Tristan, the bell went off and everyone began to leave class. We got halfway down the corridor and I didn't know where Tristan was, so then was a good time to tell her.
"Okay please don't freak out, but I'm kind of dating..." I began, but was cut off by Lauren squealing. I looked over at her, following her line of sight. Tristan. Oh boy.
"Oh my god! He's looking right at us." She looked as though she might faint. I opened my mouth to speak but words didn't come out. He walked towards us and I felt myself blushing, but he walked straight past us. He went to the jocks and bro hugged them all. My jaw dropped. Lauren sighed, disappointed. She thought she was disappointed, I was devastated. I felt my hip vibrate, so I pulled out my phone.
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Don't fell too disappointed babe
Just catching up with old friends, same as you! 😜
See ya next lesson 😘
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I grinned at the text. Lauren peered over my shoulder. She read it multiple times, then looked up at me. She was speechless, again. I rolled my eyes and carried on walking. Lauren remained glued to the spot, but I knew she'd quickly follow behind me. I got to my locker and heard hurried footprints behind me.
"Who the hell is that?" She practically shouted, out of breath. Her eyes were wide and she was clutching her knees. We are both equally unfit. It's terrible.
"Tristan Evans." I replied, in a totally nonchalant way. This was old news, it didn't affect me as much when I said it. Lauren was totally dumbstruck when I told her, if I was drinking then I would have snorted it everywhere. I saw over Lauren's shoulder that Tristan was walking towards us, with a proud smirk on his face. He came next to me and passionately kissed me, pushing me against a locker.
"Sorry baby, but I just couldn't wait." He smirked and practically strutted away from us. I held back a laugh, again, and looked at Lauren's face. It was hilarious. Although, this time she had something to say.
"What the actual hell? You kept this from me as well!" She was very grumpy. I rolled my eyes and patted her on the back, shaking my head.
"I have literally been trying to tell you for the past 15 minutes, but your wondering eyes have been checking my boyfriend out and making you totally deaf!" I laughed, playfully slapping her. She blushed, matching the red that the dyed ends of her hair were. Just imagine her head as a tomato, that is the closest representation of her face there is. She stuttered and apology but I didn't care. I had a hot boyfriend. Can't blame a girl for looking, unless it's any other girl in the school. I had only been with him for just under two months. Although, that it longer than the couple in 50 Shades of Grey, they knew each other a month before getting hitched. So I guessed that me and Tristan weren't that bad. And don't judge me for reading it, the plot is amazing, #powercoupleofthecentury. If you hadn't guessed I loved the book. Off topic. I haven't got my head around his 'not proposal proposal' as I like to call it. The two months were nearly up and I didn't know whether or not to expect a ring. I kind of didn't want to because I'm 17 and I hate jewellery, I refuse to wear it, I hate metal. I can barely zip up a coat or bag. Again, off topic. I didn't want to get married. I only said deal to shut him up. We are still in school and we barely know each other. I was lost in my own thoughts and was rudely interrupted by Lauren.
"Jenna, we have wasted all of break standing by your locker. Let's get to next period. Chemistry." Lauren sighed and groaned. I didn't the same, internally.
"Don't you mean, How to Kill Yourself in Less Than an Hour? I swear, anymore than an hour for this lesson and I might kill myself. I turn on the bloody gas taps." I whined, earning a punch from Lauren. We fell into a seats and Tristan was behind us.
"I swear if I dropped dead right now, I would thank the Lord." I moaned, resting my head in my hands.
"If you dropped dead now, I would kill myself." Tristan whispered, sounding totally serious. Holy shit. I guess he really does love me. I'm starting to think that this ring might actually be coming.
"Someone's in love."
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Hey guys!! Crap ending, I know.
If I don't end it there, I never would have. Also, I'm writing it on my phone and my hand is going numb right now. I hope that this chapter is as good as Emily's, probably not. Thank you all so much for reading!! It means a lot. I've been writing outside of Wattpad and I'm thinking of putting it on this account.
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