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Juneps pov
I was running around after my shower looking for clothes. I had no idea what to wear. Then it hit me. I went downstairs in nothing but a towel and headed for the garage. I went over to the boxes filled wih my old clothes and pulled out a pair of light wash jeggings and what used to be favorite gray Nirvana T-shirt. I found another box with shoes and pulled out my Gray vans. I grabbed the clothes and headed for the door. I felt like I was forgetting somthing.
My Beanie. I went back to the box with clothes and dug through it. I found my grey and blue striped beanie. I took it with me as I ran back up stairs and into the bathroom. I plugged in the straightener and put on the outfit I found. I looked at myself in he mirror. This was my style. Well not yet.
After I straightened my hair I put on my beanie. I pulled out my makup bag and put on a light layer of makup. I looked like my old self. But I didn't feel the same. I felt like a peice of me was missing.
I ran downstairs after finishing getting ready and grabbed my backpack. I ran out the door and then paused. How was I going to school? I looked over to my Motercycle. I decided against it amd went back inside to get the keys to the mercedes. The keys were on the side table.
As I was grabbing the keys I heard Karen. "I saw you with Weston yesterday." At the mention of his name my heart quickened.
"Yeah and?" I had attitude.
"I told you to stay away from him." I just rolled my eyes and walked out the door to the mercedes.
I saw Weston getting on his bike and I smiled. I had to thank him. I got into the car and drove to school thinking about what I would say to him.
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I pulled up to a parking space and took a deep breath. I got out of the car. I started walking to 1st period with my head down. I heard laughs. I guess they did recognize me. I shook off the laughter and walked into 1st period. I walked to my seat and sat down. Class started to drag on as people talked about me.
"Hey, wanna hang out after school?" Some Guy winked at me.A bunch of people laughed and shot me rude looks. Weston must have ditched. I was kinda glad he wasnt here to hear the things tney said.
"Don't say that. She might go home and kill herself," A girl in front of me laughed.
"Let her." The classroared in laughter. Tears sprung to my eyes but I forced them down.
"Class. Quiet down." Mr. Press was trying not to laughbut failed. I guess i couldn't take it. I grabbed my stuff and ran out of there. I was running down the hall as I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I put my head down and turned the corner slamming into sombody. I looked up.
My heart raced when I saw Weston. He looked shocked. He looked me up and down and smiled. His smile made me want to curl up in a ball and cry. He was probably laughing at me. I turned around and his hand shot out grabbing my arm. His touch sent butterflys throughout my stomach. He turned me around and shocked me. His hand was still on my arm amd electricity shot through my whole entire body.
He pulled me into a hug. I wanted to die. I wanted to stay there forever. I Grasped onto him like a life perserver. When he pushed me back a little he looked into my eyes.
"Are you okay?" I was a little on edge but I knew he was really asking.
"Yeah," I said as I wiped tears carfully from my face. I didnt really k ow what to say.
"Your lying." A playfull, beautiful smile spread across his face.
"I guess I am," I said as my own mouth formed a smile. It was hard not to.
"Are you going back to class?" His voice sounded soft.
"Umm," I felt awkward. I barely knew him and thought he was just gonna make fun of me or somthing.
"You don't have to answer. I'll leave you alone if you tell me whats wrong," Weston said.
I didnt want him to leave me alone, to be honest. I was actually shocked when i said, "Who said i wanted you to leabe me alone?" I regretted it instantly and looked down. Why was i so stupid?
"How about you come somwhere with me?" I looked up just in time to see his red cheeks and a smile spread wide across his face.
I smiled ans said, "Why not?" I shivered as I said it.
"Are you okay?" Weston looked a little worried.
"Just cold." I shivered.
He started taking off his Black Pull over Jacket. He handed it to me.
"Put that on. I'll be back." He took my backpack off my shoulder. Then he bounded down the hall and up the stairs.
Confused, I pulled on the black jacket. It was warm and smelled of cologn. It smelled like Weston. I was wearing his Jacket. My heart fluttered. About 5 minutes later I saw him running towards me. He had another jacket on. When he reached me he said, "Are you ready?"
I nodded slowly and he led me down the hall and outside toward his motercycle. It took me a second to realize he was getting on it. He looked at me like I was crazy. I probably looked shocked.
"Get on,"he said handing me a helmet. My heart was racing. I was about to ride the fastest bike in the world with Weston. I remembered when Amy told me No one but him could touch or ride it.
I slowly put the helmet on and crawled on the bike. I wrapped my arms around his waist with no hesitation. He started the bike and my heart accelerated. We started riding down the street. It was smooth. The seat was comfortable. But I wasn't paying attention to the ride. I was paying attention to how Westons heart rate accelerated when my hand travled to his chest. I payed attention to he tight muscles under his shirt. I layed my head on his back and savored the moment.
We were riding for about 20 minutes, when Weston pulled up to a dirt path. I heard lots of yelling and laughimg. I got off the bike and heard the sound of engines. I turned around and looked at Weston. He was smiling at me still on the bike.
"Where are we?" I asked.
"Get back on and I'll show you." He had a giant smile on his face. I sighed and obeyed.
"Put your helmet on and whatever you do, Don't let go." He was serious.
I tightly wrapped my arms around him and felt the acceleration of his heart. He started the bike. We were accelerating down a steep dirt hill. I heard "Whooo" and "yeahh!!" Alot. I burried my head in Westons back. We were going so fast. I tightened my grip. Then we were weihtless. The yelling got louder. I heard Westons name amd snapped my head up. We were in the air.
It was amazing. Absolutely amazing. My hear was beating so fast amd for a minute i forgot about everything in the world. For one minute my parents were alive and my sister was ok and i was Normal. I was speechless. I let out a laugh mufled by my helmet. This was perfect.
I saw dirt ditches. Everything was dirt. We were upside down now. We hit the groud and I still felt amazing. I saw people and tables to the side of the dirt ditches and roads. We were in the air again flipping. I almost fell but I clutched Weston. When we landed he drove out of the ditch and parked the bike.
I didn't notice I was laughing. People were clapping and laughing. A group of 3 guys were running to us with beer cans in there hands.
"Bro, that was amazing." A tall white handsome guy wih long hair said. He was wearimg a black beanie.
"Yeah, Good entrance as always Wes," another guy, short and chunky, said.
The third was silent. He just smiled. All of them looked at me. I didn't realize I still had my helmet on.
"Who's that?" The tall one was looking at me weird. The other two were also looking at me. I slowly pulled off my helmet. The cute shy blonde dropped his can. I blushed.
Weston looked at me. He was chuckling. He got off the bike and lifted me off.
"Guys, this is Julep." He introduced me with a smile.
All the guys stuck there hamds out. I shook the tall ones hand as he introduced himself as Jack. Then the short one who who introduced himself as Vern. The shy blondes hand lingered. His name was liam.
I felt Westons hand go to my lower back as he guided me to a small fire. The fire illuminated the cloudy day.
"Wessy!!" I heard a girls voice and saw a super model gorgeouse girl run in to Westons arms. A ping of jealousy hit me. My heart dropped.
"Kayleigh!!" He sounded excited as he embraced her. She was beautiful in her short dress and long curly brown hair. She was tall. Very tall. She kissed his cheek and I wanted to throw up. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach. I felt like i was going to throw up. I shouldn't feel this way. Weston isn't and never will be mine. I sat down and watched hem catch up.