[Edited 01/27/2020]

Skylar's POV

The exchange of words yesterday between Dylan and I ran circuits through my mind since we left the cafe and right up to this moment now as I got ready for school.

   "I don't know or really give a fuck about the guy that hurt you in the past to make you have such a shitty attitude...."

   He doesn't know anything about me or my supposed "shitty attitude". He doesn't know what I suffered through with my own mother and not just some guy. I would be in denial if I said his words didn't prick me like a needle and that's the problem. He doesn't know shit about me, but has the nerve to judge me like he does, but I guess that's exactly the same thing I'm doing, I just have a good reason to do it.

   I went about my daily morning routine, getting into the shower, throwing on clothes that cover up all the faint and not so faint bruises and scars that coated my skin, and finally pulling out my make up and doing damage control on my face and any other area of skin that needed covering. I played around with my hair a bit, decided that the years of learning and practicing with my make up made me finally comfortable enough to wear my hair up and outta the way and still know that my face looks decent and normal.

  I got my bag together before heading over to Emma's room already knowing that she's probably still getting ready. As I opened the door my assumptions were confirmed as piles of clothes greeted me on my way in.

"Woah, did a tornado pass through here?" I teased looking around in disbelief wondering when she even brought so many clothes over here.

Emma walked out of her bathroom unfazed looking like she just stepped out of a magazine as usual and rolled her eyes  at me. "I was trying to find the perfect outfit to wear."

"For what? It's high school, not like it's college, we still got a couple more months if you didn't realize."

"It's senior year, gotta prepare for how I'm going to stunt in college, but today my outfit is actually for Dylan. Did I tell you he's also a new transfer at our school?" Emma informed me nonchalantly.

"Nope, don't think that ever came up." To say I could feel the blood starting boiling in my veins as I processed this last minute information would be an understatement.

"Hm, well, must've forgot." Emma shrugged casually as I heard a knock on the door.

"I got it, just hurry up and finish."

I made my way to the door, pressing my face against the wood until I could see clearly through the little eyehole to the other side. I pinched the bridge of my nose as my nostrils flared in annoyance. Why can't he just fucking disappear?

  "Why are you here?" I asked rudely the moment I swung open the door.

  "Uhm..carpool? I came to see if you guys were ready. Emma didn't tell you?"

   "Seems like she must've forgot that too." I said more to myself then Dylan who was now biting the corner of his bottom lip; a habit I noticed he does when he's in an uncomfortable situation.

   "Sky, who's at th- Dylan! Hey!" Emma exclaim and ran to hug him. He leaned in to greet her with a quick kiss on her cheeks, Emma, on the other hand, reached for his neck pulling him back in, gently placing her lips on his for what seems to be like the start of a lusty make out session. I turned my nose up in disgust and cleared my throat.

"If you guys are done trying to make me throw up, I'm ready to go." I said a bit harshly causing them to jump apart and Dylan went right back to biting the corner of his bottom lip. I caught a glimpse of Emma staring at me shocked as I made my way out the door past them. I knew Em was a little bit hurt because this is the first time I ever said anything even slightly insulting to her and I instantly felt guilty.

  "Yea, we can go. Come on." With that, Dylan lead the way from the apartment to his car with us trailing behind in silence. I knew I was wrong and I've been a bit harsh when it came to Emma liking Dylan, but something about them being together didn't feel right.

I tried to make eye contact with Emma throughout the ride, but every time I managed to catch her eye in the rearview mirror, she quickly adverted them away instead focusing them on Dylan or her phone. I couldn't help the feeling hurt, even if it was my fault, as I watched her give all her attention to Dylan.

   Dylan finally pulled into the school parking lot claiming the next available spot closest to the entrance. He shut the engine off and quickly exited unexpectedly opening the door for me before jogging to the passenger side to open the door for Emma.

Emma reached out slightly as if expecting him to help her out, but Dylan was already headed for the trunk of the car where he had set his backpack before Emma's hand could fully extend. Just when you think he does something good, he fucks it up.

I shut my door disappointed at how the scene unfolded and tried making my way over to Emma, but as soon as she saw me coming she grabbed Dylan and walked off without a word to me.

   I trooped along the halls of Richmond High doing my best to dodge and sidestep past anyone who got to close to me until I reached my locker which was right next to Emma's. We had first period together and this was always where we met if we weren't already together, but after I heard the second bell indicating that I was officially late and she was still a no show, I had no choice but to walked to AP Chemistry by myself.

  I ducked into my first period failing at being discreet as I headed to Emma and I's usual desk by the window. Emma sat with her head down buried in her elbow, not budging to acknowledge my presence even the slightest bit as I sat next to her.

"Emma?" I whispered hesitantly as I nudged her arm.

  Her head snapped up immediately as if she was waiting for me to disturb her as she narrowed her eyes on me. "Why don't you want me to go out with Dylan? Can't you see I really like him a lot?"

   "I'm sorry Emma. I just really don't think you guys should be dating. It's a feeling and doesn't feel right. It feels like in the end someone's gonna get hurt. I honestly think you guys would be better just being friends. I'm just trying to look out for you Em. I just don't want to see you hurt again."

   "Sky, I love how much you care, but I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself." Emma smiled at me squeezing my hand to reassure me she's no longer upset.

   "I know you can, I really am sorry for snapping on you. I'll try my best to keep me feelings to myself  from now on."

  "Thank you, but I do have just one question and please Sky, be honest with me."

  "Fire away."

   "Do you have feelings for Dylan? Is that a reason why you don't want me with him?" Emma caught me off guard as she stared at me dead in the eye waiting for my answer.

   "Wha- no...definitely not! I don't even know or even want to know anything about to even make that decision. Why do you ask?" I responded defensively.

  "No reason. Just curious." Emma said biting her lip, a sign which means that something is on her mind that she's not telling me. I knew that she would tell me when she has her thoughts together so I decided to drop it and attempt to actually focus on the lesson before us.

    Emma's question ran laps around my thought as I tried to focus and take notes. Dylan's face clouded my reality as his eyes filled my vision. Those piercing dark green eyes reminded me so much of my savior and how I wish I knew who he was so I can could see him again to thank him properly.

   Every time I looked at Dylan eyes it did something to me, a small indescribable feeling, but a feeling nonetheless. My hatred and distrust towards him washes it out before I can really process what that feeling is, but I know it can't be the feeling Emma is talking about.

    It's just his eyes; they are such a rare color to come across and it's so familiar a tiny part of me maybe wants it to be him, but if that was the case that rest of me would be disappointed to know such a douche saved me.

    Maybe I should just ask him what he was doing that night.

  I immediately dismissed my brain's dumb idea, cringing to myself at how awkward that would be. I'm pretty certain it couldn't possibly be him anyway.

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Dylan's POV

  "You're thoughts Mr. Cullian?" Mr. Jones's deep monotoned voice pulled me out of my thoughts while I scrambled my brain trying to figure out what he was talking about.

  "My fault, but on what?" A few chuckles and fake coughs rippled across the classroom which Mr. Jones responded to with a nasty eye aimed at me.

  "Dylan, this is only your first day and I advise you don't start it off with bad impressions, now pay attention." Mr. Jones scolded me before returning back to talk about the novel in his hand.

   Paying attention to anything the English teacher was saying was impossible due to Skylar's constant appearance in my head. I got carried away this morning and her reaction to Emma and I kissing caught me off guard, I knew she would have a problem, but I hadn't expected her to be so outspoken about it.

   It was kind of cute. I found myself drawn to the way the blue of her eyes fades and it turns mostly green as she had crinkled her nose in annoyance. For a moment an extreme urge to grab her in my arms and kiss the crinkle off her nose. I laughed silently to myself knowing that if Emma wasn't there I probably would have.

   I tried to copy down what was on the board, but I didn't even know what he was talking about. My fingers soon found their way to the back of my notebook and began randomly doodling. I let my thought roam wild transferring the randomness of my mind into small sketches across the sheet of paper.

It didn't take long before my thoughts fused together into an image of Skylar. I let my hand move on it's own as the lines of lead left behind by the strokes of my pencil slowly started to take a familiar realistic shape.

I drew her big almond shape eyes which were evenly separated by her small, slightly flat nose before working on her perfectly curved eyebrows and long eyelashes. I concentrated hard on doing her plump full lips justice making sure they were a perfect resemblance. I left her face once I was satisfied to work on her thick curly hair. I chose to style her hair how I picture it would look in the bedroom with her curls elegantly wild and free. Once I was done with that I finished it off by drawing her neck and the top of her shoulders and going back in with shading.

   A frown crept it's way onto my lips as I stared at the finished product. My drawing of her was exact and  captured her beauty the best a pencil sketch could, but why I drew it baffled me. It was like an invisible force was pushing me to her. Now I'm forced to take advantage of her best friend so she could see the other side of me.

   The plan to use Emma to get to her didn't bother me because I know I don't mean no harm to Emma and I do hope to fill her in and make it up to her eventually, but I just don't know what I would do if Skylar found out the wrong way before I figured out if she was the girl from that night or not.

   As eager as I was to find out the answer to my question, I also was finding myself having a bit of fun messing with Skylar, even though it causes her to hate me even more which makes it harder for me for to get close enough to find out. Eventually I do plan on actually trying to be her friend and getting on her good side, I just need the right opportunity.

Hopefully this works. Hopefully.

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  This chapter is rubbish. I already know I hate it but I really wanted to update this since it's been so long, I probably edit it and change it up later. Sorry for a suckish chapter. I'll make the next chapter better. Even though this chapter sucks dry meatballs still comment what you think of the chapter or the story so far. It'll be really helpful. Anyway thank you all of you who read this far! Seriously Thank you!

[Edit 1/27/2020] As I said I finally got around to editing and revising this boring filler chapter and added some depth and meaning to it! Hope you guys like the new and improved Chapter 7. Please vote guys it really helps me! Also, let me know what you guys are feeling so far especially about the characters and how events are playing out!

Bye Now!! ~ Chelsea/Chelly