《My Deadliest Secret {COMPLETED}》Chapter 16
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It was another rainy day. Jinx didn't come. I walked into my English class. Jayy was already in there wearing ripped jeans and a black elmo shirt that said 'Hello there'. He motioned me to sit next to him. I guess things weren't weird between Jayy and I so I sat down. Nate and Fate sat in front of us. They were wearing the same clothes. Black skinny jeans and the same Asking Alexandria band tee. Not in a gross way, but they looked cute. They were close. (NOT TOO CLOSE!!!! DON'T THINK WRONG!!!) They were quietly arguing about something for Christmas, which is next week. Some annoying girl named Sarah sat on the other side of me. She had blond hair and green eyes. Her blond hair was in a pony tail. She was wearing blue skinny jeans and a pink spaghetti strapped top. Sarah was trying to talk to me. I ignored her because the teacher started talking.
"Do your unfinished work. If you already finished then read," said the teacher. The teacher, Mrs. Waggle sat down at her desk. I grabbed a book that was laying on Jayy's and my desk. Jayy was still finishing his homework.
"hey you. Emo girl," I looked up. It was Sarah trying to talk to me.
"What?" I whispered angrily.
"So you are emo?" I glared. I had no idea what she was talking about. I knew what emo meant, but I don't know why she thought I was emo. I was just wearing pink skinny jeans and some black tshirt that had hello kitty on it. And just because I put a little too much eyeliner I'm suddenly emo?
"Shut the hell up!" I whispered a little loud because I was angry. I glanced at Jayy. "Don't listen to her," he whispered. "She's just trying to get into your head."
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"Are you really gonna listen to your boyfriend?"
"Dillhole," I whispered and smiled at her shocked expression. She suddenly started to glare.
"Bitch" she whispered back so the teacher couldn't hear. I knew Jayy was listening.
"Hoe."
"emoooo."
"prep."
"Ass."
"Dumbass."
"FATASS."
I quickly went quiet. My smile faded away. Jayy noticed. "Shut up and finish your work." Jayy spat back. The teacher looked at Jayy, but ignored him, and started doing what ever he was doing. I think Jayy scared Sarah because she sheepishly started doing her work. I started thinking. Maybe Jayy and Fate were lying. Maybe they were saying I was skinny so I wouldn't feel bad or something. I suddenly got a horrible feeling in my stomach.
The next periods sucked as usually. I was still paranoid. At lunch Fate asked why was I sad yeaterday. Jayy asked if I was ok. And Nate was quietly listening to his iPod. I ignored Jayy's and Fate's questions. I always changed the subject.
It was after school. I walked down the halls trying to get to the door when Fate grabbed me. Jayy and Nate were there too. "Boys, you need to leave. Violet and I need to talk." I tried to push away, but Fate held on tighter. The boys went outside, leaving Violet and I by ourselves.
"What do you want Fate?" I asked trying to stay calm.
"Are you mad at me?"
"No. I just needed time alone," I admitted. She nodded.
There was an awkward silence, until Fate broke the silence by randomly asking, "Did Jayy rape you?" My cheeks heated up. Some people who were walking down the halls looked at Fate and I crazily.
"No Fate! He did not!"
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She smiled innocently. I felt like I was talking to a five year old. "I know you like him... Well, actually Nate thinks you like Jayy." I blushed.
"Oh my god! Your blushing! Nate was totally right! I'm telling Jayy!"
"No, Fate I don't! Get back here!" I was too late. She already ran outside. I think she heard me, but ignored me. I followed her outside. I grabbed her arm before she could walked down the steps to Jayy and Nate. She was kind of strong but I still held on. Nate looked up and tugged at Jayy's shoulder and pointed at me. Fate couldn't walk up to tell Jayy quietly but since I had her by the arm she still had a mouth. "JAYY!!!!." he looked up. "Violet likes you!" I let go. Fate and Nate started to burst out laughing. Everyone who was still at school heard.
"But I-" I didn't know what to say. Jayy froze with a shocked face. He was also blushing. Without anything to say, I ran home in the rain.
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8 105Gaston (Disney)
Gosh, its awesome to see him (Gaston). He’s never down in the dumps! Every guy here'd love to be him (Gaston) even when taking his lumps. There's no man in town as admired as him, he's everyone's favorite guy! Everyone's awed and inspired by him and it's not very hard to see why: No one's slick as Gaston. No one's quick as Gaston. No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston For there's no man in town half as manly! (perfect, a pure paragon) Ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley, and they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on! Who plays darts like Gaston? Who breaks hearts like Gaston? Who’s much more than the sum of his parts like Gaston? As a specimen, yes, he’s intimidating; my, what a guy, that Gaston! He doesn’t need encouragement, you boneheaded fools. The only ones who need encouragement is you! (Was that too much? I say no.) No one fights like Gaston, douses lights like Gaston. In a wrestling match nobody bites like Gaston! When he hunts, he sneaks up with his quiver – beasts of the field say a prayer! First he carefully aims for the liver… then he shoots from behind! Is that fair? He doesn’t care. No one hits like Gaston, matches wits like Gaston. In a spitting match nobody spits like Gaston. (He’s especially good at expectorating!) Ten points for Gaston! When he was a lad he ate four dozen eggs every morning to help him get large. And now that he’s grown he eats five dozen eggs, so he’s roughly the size of a barge! Who has brains? Entertains? Who can make up these endless refrains like Gaston? (He uses antlers in all of his decorating!) Say it again: Who’s a man amongst men? Who’s a super success? Don’t you know? Can’t you guess? Ask his fans and his end(less) hangers-on! There’s just one guy in town who’s got all of it down! And his name’s G-A-S-T-O-N GASTON!
8 112Hello, Inside Monster
„I don't remember when or why, but they say I killed someone. I was judged for this, but I'm still free as they didn't find any evidence to send me to jail and to close me inside of a cold cell, for eternity. However, they are still after me! Especially my victim's brother who swore to kill me or to kneel me down. And now, when we are working together, I'm forced to see him every day and to see that big hatred he has for me reflected in his eyes. And... it's a reciprocal feeling: hating! But even so, something attracts me at him. Is it because I'm a crazy woman that loves the one who hurts her and hates her? Maybe! I don't have an answer to this question! But still, while his eyes are piercing me and leaving me blooding inside, I understand that I know nothing about this world. My name is Ian SolHi. I'm 30 and I'm a detective in the Homicide Department, Seoul PD. I've been accused once of being a murderer, but I've been also declared innocent, for lack of evidence. That's why I entered the police: to find out the truth and, since then, 7 years have already passed without finding out what happened then. But I feel that everything has changed now: the monster inside me has awakened and he feels the smell of blood."
8 210The path of demonhood
A body not her own. Memories interwinding. And a connection giving birth to something not of any world. A demon born to fight for their believes and place in the world.
8 214Drinks For The Soul | Poetry
A poetry collection poured from my soul...Cover credit: @flymetomoonwendy
8 172Smile
"I've been through a lot of shit and something you'd think would give me a break is love, but nopeThat's kicking my ass too."-(G!P You)
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