Just needed to make this clear, this is not a real published series, this is completely made up, and if anything matches what you have wrote, I'm sorry that would be by coincidence.

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As I walk down the hallways, I catch yet another, glimpse of Steven making out with his 'future wife' Shane. He's kissing her like his life depends on it, and I suddenly feel sick.

I can't do this anymore.

Just at the sight, my heart clutches in my chest. Then shatters as is does every time. I realized I had stopped to stare, and quickly walked away before anyone noticed.

Thankfully, nobody noticed my little jealousy moment. And I'm grateful for that. Why can't that be me? Why can't he kiss me like his life depends on it?

Why?

Tears start to prickle my eyes. I'm just being emotional that's all. I'll get over him. Someday.

Oh hell. No I won't.

I love that boy so much, but is it worth it? To go through all this pain, just see if he might like me? Yeah, might. I glance at him over my shoulder, which was a horrible mistake.

He hand her pinned up against the lockers, her legs around his waist. And he started kissing her neck. Her eyes opened for a second, and she caught me staring. She smirked.

Oh god. No.

"It's rude to stare," She says, just a little to loudly, and then everyone in the halls turns to her and then seeing she's looking at me, they look at me.

I'm gonna kill her.

Steven snaps his head around and looks at me, my cheeks burn to a nice shade of embarrassment. Perfect. Just freaking perfect.

I smile sheepishly, before turning around and walking away quickly. I hear her say something about me, as I head towards the ladies room.

I actually tried to work on my makeup today, especially around my eyes. And now all of that will be ruined, in three, two-

I hear a knock.

Who the hell knocks on a public bathroom door? Only one person, in this situation would do that; Steven. I can't deal with that right now.

It's way to embarrassing.

"Go away Steven," I grumble. Actually, he just saved all my makeup, why thank you, jerk.

He opens the door, and I realize it's not Steven. But his little fuck buddy. Oh, what does this bitch want? A bloody nose? Cause I would so give her one.

I'm glad I hadn't started crying yet, because that would only make her happy. Jerk

"What do you want?" I hiss, pointing my index finger at her. She puts her hands up in defense. But her expression said otherwise.

She had a nasty smirk plastered on her face, and I wanted so badly to walk over there and slap it off her face.

"Oh you know, to use the bathroom," She spits out. "But I heard you about to bawl your eyes out so I knocked, to be polite," She says icily, emphasizing the word 'polite'

I walk up to her and stand about two feet away. "Shut your ugly mouth up, nobody wants to hear your lies, only you, of course, so you can convince yourself you did nothing wrong, so that Steven will believe you," I snap.

But her smirk only widens. "Oh really?" She says with a raised eyebrow, daring me to say more. I'm not the type to back down, so this may not end pretty. "Because, who do you think he's really going to believe, a girl he barely knows? Or his girlfriend?" She says tersely.

"He's a smart boy, he'll eventually see you, the I and everyone else sees you,"

"I don't think he will,"

"And why's that?"

"Because, the better you are under the sheets, the more control you have over someone,"

My eyes widen, and my mouth drops open, my jaw basically hitting the floor. "Your using him," I whisper. "Your using him!" The last part I scream at her and throw a hard punch at her face.

She staggers back in her heels, falling on her ass. Serves her right. And she cradles her nose and looks at me with so much hatred. And then she tries to smirk through the blood oozing out of her nose. "Oh, he's going to absolutely love you after this," She says. "That was the plan," And with that she leaves.

Running away into the sunset, preparing for Steven to come save the day. Kill me now. She has ruined my entire life. What am I going to do now?

Perfect.

Freaking perfect.

And to the office I will probably end up, but for now, it's time to get to school, I checked under the stalls to make sure no one was in here when we that meltdown and, nope, nobody here.

And with that I try to make my exit with the same about of enthusiasm, but fail, slouching slightly. As I pass the nurses office, I peer through the window and there sits Shane with Steven sitting in front of her.

His back to me. But when he gives her a brief hug, she sends me her famous ugly smirk and then continues talking with Steven, putting on an act. It's all fake. I actually feel bad for him, because he's being used.

And if I tell him, what good would it do? In the end, she will win. Probably no matter what.

As the day winds to a close, I'm pretty worn out and emotionally exhausted and I'm ready to burst into tears at any given moment for the day that had unwrapped before me.

I sit on the bus, with me earbuds in, listening to music. When someone taps on my shoulder, I turn around and there sits my best friend Cameron.

He's my best guy friend.

I smile and take out my earbuds. "Hey bud!" I say. "How's school going for you?" I ask him. She grins back.

"Pretty good, if you ask me," He says with the biggest grin, I've probably ever seen playing on his face.

"Why so happy?" I say, not unkindly. "Oh good lord, did you get a girlfriend?" I say teasingly, like a parent would. But he takes it the wrong way.

His eyes widen. "What? No," He says. "Wait... do you..?" He trails off. Looking me in the eye. Causing me to blush. Dammit. He can't get the impression. Too late.

His eyes flicker to my lips. Is that really all it takes to get a boy to want to smother you? Wow. Just wow.

I feel that I could use a distraction from Steven, so I don't hesitate at all. I warp my arms around him neck and pull him into my seat. I don't care if other people are on this bus.

This is real life, they can grow up and take seeing just a kiss. He deepens the kiss, now French kissing. Oh my, I'm not sure I've done that before.

Eh, whatever.

The bus stops and he carries me to his house and I giggle uncontrollably the entire way. He walks to his room and shuts the door behind us, setting me on my feet, and I look around.

He locks it and walks over to me. Why would he lock it?

Eh, whatever.

He pulls me into another kiss, lifting me off the ground, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist. I fell the wall press against my back, as he deepens the kiss again.

I feel the wall being taken away and replaced by a soft mattress. Oh.

Eh, whatever.

I think those two words right there could get me into a lot of trouble. Oh god, I'm bout to think them again. Just whatever. I won't things go to far.

Will I?

Nope.

My hand skims his back and I'm startled when I feel skin and not cloth. He took his shirt off? When? I didn't even notice. That's strange. Whatever, he probably just did it quickly and I wasn't paying attention.

I once again wrap my legs around his waist, while he hovers over me. Dipping his head down to reach my lips. I like him.

He reaches up to take off my shirt and I pause, then nod, giving him permission. He rips it off, and throws it to the floor in like a half second.

How the hell?

Experience.

It's got to be experience. We pull apart when we hear the front door slam, and then footsteps pounding up the stairs, and then the door flies open, me and Cameron still gasping for breathe.

We scurry apart grabbing our shirts and throwing them on and the seeing what the commotion is about. Oh boy, that is not who I was expecting to see right now, nor do they look to happy.

I fact; more like royalty pissed. Well, I'm screwed, in a lot of trouble apparently. Great. Just great.

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