I lightly moved around my bed and groaned as I heard my annoying alarm clock go off. I seriously hated the ringtone I'd picked but I knew it was the only thing that would truly make me get out of bed. I would always place it on the other side of my room so that I'd have to get up because if I didn't, I knew I'd probably end up falling back asleep. It was one of the few things I was truly disciplined about. Not that I'm not disciplined but I mean, this whole alarm thing was like one of the things I made myself do as much as I hated it.

Finally, I made my way out of bed and went to turn it off. I immediately grabbed my phone and slightly frowned as I stared at the screen. There was five text messages from an unknown number.

Morning, cupcake. Didn't actually think you'd get out of this one, did you?

And then four pictures followed after that message.

They were four pictures of me riding the pony at the fair.

Aiden.

But how'd he get my number?

No, it can't be.

I remembered Blake had my number and probably gave it to Aiden after I entered my apartment last night, since it was Blake who had put Blue to bed. He left after I'd entered and I'm almost sure when he went to his car Aiden asked him for it.

He will pay for this.

I looked at the pictures and groaned for the second time this morning.

All four pictures were of me laughing and, honestly, I looked completely gross. My mouth was wide open, clearly meaning I had been laughing when the picture was taken, and I was squinting my eyes while my hand was up in the air holding my invisible cowgirl lasso.

Unbelievable. Aiden has these pictures on his phone. That is literally the worst thing ever. Definite blackmail.

Throwing my phone back on my bed, I decided to start getting ready. I didn't bother replying. I had no time to waste.

I took a pretty quick shower, and then proceeded to dry my hair. After that, I decided to apply some light makeup since I was too lazy to get all fixed up and I was still pretty tired from getting home so late. Mascara, some bottom liner on my waterline, concealer and some bronzer looked just fine to me so I left it at that. I put on a plain white t-shirt, some ripped skinny jeans, and my pair of white converse. I accessorized my shirt with a choker, and two other necklaces. One with a little star charm and the other with a little sun. I looked in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. Cute but casual.

When I was done, I walked into the kitchen and noticed it was still 6:30am. I had enough time to make breakfast for Blue and I.

I made us some egg, ham and cheese muffins and banana shakes. As I smiled at the amount of productivity I was having today so far, I had the feeling today was going to be good.

I called Blue and told her breakfast was ready.

"Dang girl, you're on a roll today." She said, taking a seat at our small dining room table. "This smells so good." She added, breathing in and then exhaling pleasurably.

"Thank you ma'am." I said, and took a bite out of my muffin.

Oh this is good.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

"What do you mean?" I asked, with my mouth full of food still.

She made a face at me before speaking again.

"Well first of all, you only make breakfast like every two months. And second of all, you look all cute with that outfit. And you're not even grumpy, which is weird considering it's still 7am." She explained, and I realized she was right. I'm never like this.

"First of all, this outfit is like my everyday kind of thing. Second, I honestly have no idea. I guess it's just a good morning. Can't I have one of those?" I said smiling, and she smirked.

"Perhaps that reason starts with A and ends with den." She said wiggling her eyebrows at at me, and I gave her a serious look.

"Perhaps you should shut up." I replied bluntly, and she laughed.

"Woah woah there, calm down salty pants." She said giggling, and I took another bite of my food.

"Sorry. I just woke up in a good mood. It has nothing to do with him. And if it does, it's because it means I decided to not speak to him again." I said proudly, and she gave me a confused and surprised look.

"Wait, even after everything yesterday, you're still thinking about not having anything to do with him?" She asked me in a shocked tone.

"I was serious Blue. I only did it to leave it all behind. I'm not going to let myself get closer to him. I can't afford that right now." I said, and something inside me made me feel guilty because truth is, a part of me wished Aiden and I could actually be friends despite all his annoyingness.

"I don't believe that. Plus, how are you even going to do that? You're practically stuck with him for the next two months." She reminded me.

"Well I'll just sit somewhere else in the class. I won't have to talk or deal with him then." I said a little too harshly.

"I think you're being too hard on him. He's not as bad as you make it ou-"

"Stop. I'm not doing this okay? Don't try to change my mind because it's not happening." I said, cutting her off.

She looked taken back for a second at my sudden harsh reaction. Then, her expression softened, hinting she didn't want to fight.

"I'm sorry. I guess it's your decision." She said, her voice soft.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like a butt. But thanks for understanding." I apologized, and she nodded.

"By the way, you should cook more often. This was good." She said, and I smiled.

"Maybe on the weekend."

--

As I walked in the art gallery, I found Blake standing outside the classroom just like I had asked him to.

"Hey, what's up?" He asked.

"Hi. Do you think we can sit somewhere else today?" I asked, and he looked confused.

"Uhm, why?" He asked, his eyebrows knitting together, and I could tell he actually didn't like my idea very much.

"I don't know. I kind of don't want to sit by Aiden. It's a long story but basically I just don't want him to distract me anymore." I explained, and he still had the same look on his face.

"But I thought you guys got along and-"

"Yeah I know, but still. Like I said, it's too complicated to explain. But if you want to keep sitting with him that's fine. I was just wondering if maybe you were up to it. It's kind of my deal though so if you don't want to change seats I won't be mad." I admitted, and I really did mean it. I didn't think Aiden deserved both of us to just ditch him but I would've appreciated it if Blake sat with me. After all, this was just some weird issue I was having, and as much as I hated to admit it, Aiden didn't deserve to get ditched by us after his kind actions yesterday.

I'm obviously just crazy but I guess I just feel this weird need to stay away from him.

"Well, I don't know. I mean, he was pretty cool yesterday and I've had no issues with him. I don't think it'd be cool to just leave." He said apologetically, scratching the back of his neck.

Oh well. What did I expect?

"Yeah, I know." I said, my voice suddenly seeming sad. "I don't know what's up with me. Maybe I just need to stay away to figure it out." I admitted, and he smiled in understanding.

That's one of the things I liked about Blake. Well, I barely knew him, but I mean, from what I've learned, he's pretty down to earth. Drama free. Chill guy. He didn't judge quickly and he was somehow managing to put up with me.

"It's fine. Now come on, you don't want to be late again."

We walked in the classroom and my stomach dropped when I saw a girl already sitting in the spot I'd decided not to sit in today. She had long curly dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and seemed to be getting along with Aiden greatly as they were both laughing together.

Well, seems like it was a good thing I didn't want to sit by him because either way, I wouldn't have been able to.

"Dang." I heard Blake whisper.

"Whatever. I wasn't going to sit by him anyways." I mumbled, and quickly walked over to sit by some girl I hadn't noticed before.

I was two rows away from Blake and couldn't even see him due to a tall guy sitting in front of me. But of course, I had a great view of Aiden and the girl. I rolled my eyes and began to doodle on my notebook to distract myself from it.

"Hey. You don't usually sit here." The girl next to me said, stating the obvious.

"I know, but my seat's taken and either way, I wanted to find a new sitting spot." I said, and she looked over to where Aiden and the girl were sitting. She raised an eyebrow and then turned to look at me again.

"Well then I guess you're my new bud. I'm Shay." She said with a friendly tone, and I smiled.

She seems nice.

"Cool. I'm June." I said and she laughed.

"Oh, I know." She said, as if it were obvious.

"How...?"

"Because you and Aiden are pretty much the only ones that have gotten called out on for the past two days." She pointed out, and I mumbled an 'oh'. Alright, that made sense.

"Right...my bad. Sorry if we annoyed you." I apologized, a troubled look on my face.

"Oh, don't apologize. I literally ship Jaiden so hard." She admitted shamelessly and I raised an eyebrow.

Ship Jaiden? How can someone ship that? There's literally nothing to ship. Unless you're into couples who argue nonstop. Then I guess we're the perfect pair.

"Uhm, no. You can forget about that because that ship will never sail." I assured her, and she rolled her eyes playfully.

"Whatever you say won't change my mind. I believe in you." She told me, and I gave her a weird look but still laughed.

"Whatever." I replied smiling, and then Mr. Falkov spoke.

"So as you all know, today is your last day to work on your sculptures. I expect all of you to be done. If you're not, I'm afraid you will not get the points for the work, making it harder to win the competition. You can all get in line to get your paint for the sculpture and I hope none of you waste time today." He explained, and I stood up to go get paint.

Suddenly, I heard Aiden speak. He was right behind me and I did everything in my will to not groan or make it obvious I wanted him far away from me.

"You like my morning text?" He whispered in my ear, making it tickle a little.

"Nope." I said, popping the 'p', and he chuckled deeply.

"Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, perhaps?"

"Couldn't respect the fact I didn't want you to have my number, perhaps?" I replied sickly sweet with a sarcastic smile on my face. He looked taken back and noticed how mad I was.

"Well sorry. Didn't know you'd get so mad." He said rudely, and I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever." I said, and then grabbed my paint and walked over to my seat.

When I arrived, I saw him look at me one more time. He looked confused as to why I seemed so mad at him after I'd told him he was forgiven, and honestly, I couldn't blame him. I would've probably felt the same way.

The girl sitting next to him noticed the tension between us and gave me a dirty look.

"What are you looking at?" I asked her bluntly without hesitation, and she suddenly looked scared at the fact I'd confronted her.

"Nothing." She spat, and I gave her a skeptical look.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. And by the way, dirty looks don't suit a pretty girl like you." I said and at this point, several people had taken notice of what was going on. You could hear a few 'Oooh's' and 'Oh burn's' around the room and I let a small smile of satisfaction on my face.

She looked extremely embarrassed at this point and Aiden just looked at me with a smirk on his face.

'Jealous?' He mouthed, and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Ladies, is there anything wrong?" Mr. Falkov asked.

"Nope. It's all under control." Aiden said, and the teacher gave him a look.

"I was not aware of the fact you were a lady, Mr. Blackwood." He said, and a few people laughed.

"Oh please, call me Aiden." He replied, and my eyes widened. Is he stupid? He's going to get in more trouble.

Mr. Falkov's expression turned furious and I mentally face-palmed.

"We were fine. There was no need for you to speak." I told Aiden while Mr. Falkov turned to look at me.

"Well sorry for trying to help." He replied sassily.

"Help? You haven't helped at all these past days!" I said frustrated.

He looked offended for a second before narrowing his eyes at me and shaking his head.

Okay, that was kind of low of me...

"I've had enough of both of you! Take a seat and shut up. If I have to deal with you two one more time, you will both be disqualified and kicked out of the course." He said sternly and I curled my fists in anger.

If he had just been normal the first day, none of this would've happened. Forget about all his stupid apology. This is all his fault.

I nodded and returned to my seat without hesitation. I had no time to waste. I wasn't going to let anything or anyone make me lose this opportunity. This is all I had.

Thankfully, I'd managed to fix my sculpture and it looked good as new. I was glad I had been able to fix it and was going to be able to turn it in on time.

I squirted some of the paint on my pallet and the familiar smell of the paint reminded me of yesterday's events. I scrunched my nose, still grossed out by the amount of it I had smelt yesterday.

"You don't like that smell do you?" Shay said, noticing my facial expression towards the paint in front of me.

"I don't mind it but let's just say I got a little too much of it yesterday so I'm still recovering from such scent." I said, beginning to paint my sculpture.

"I have the feeling whatever it was is one good story, but sadly, I gotta get to work so we'll have to leave it for some other time." She said as if she expected me to actually tell her. For some reason, she seemed nosey but it didn't really feel like it and it didn't annoy me.

"Some day." I said, shaking my head.

It really was a good story to tell, now that I think about it.

--

Three hours had passed and I had finally finished my work. I have to admit it actually looked pretty freaking good. Shay's sculpture was really good too, and I was starting to wonder if sculpting was her forte.

"So, is clay sculpting your main thing?" I asked.

"Second favorite. My first is ice sculptures. It is literally the hardest yet most fun thing to do." She said. "What about you?"

"Realistic paintings. I'm especially good at portraits but I can draw all sorts of things. Landscapes are one of my favorite things to draw." I said, and she gave me an impressed look.

"Woah, that's cool. I've never been really good at paintings, sadly. But I guess we're all born with our different talents." She said, and I smiled at that comment.

I like the fact we're all artists but in different ways. All with our own special quality. It's what I love about art. Everything around us is art and I find it amazing. Every person has their own touch and it's what makes it so special.

It made me remember of the first time I ever painted a realistic painting. That day, I had found my true inner artist. It was when I discovered everyone's work is different in so many beautiful ways. I was about eleven years old and I had spent the day at my grandma's house. She was making dinner and I had nothing to do so, after about ten minutes of just standing in the kitchen doing nothing, she asked if I wanted to go paint on a blank canvas she had in her art room. Naturally, I said yes. I took out all her paint and she let me just stay there while she cooked. I saw all her paintings in the room and decided I wanted to do something as amazing as her. Of course, I didn't expect mine to be nearly as good as hers and yet, after an hour of painting, I found myself standing in front of a painting that I could not believe was mine. I couldn't believe I had a quality I didn't even know about. It was my first painting, so it wasn't as great at as my grandma's, but it was definitely pretty good for someone who had never done it before. I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised, considering my grandma was also an artist. You know, genetics and all. However, yo this day, I still have that painting. It's hung up on my wall.

Finally snapping out of my thoughts, I looked at the clock. Just as I did that, it hit twelve and it meant we were done for the day.

Thank goodness.

"Tomorrow you will all be assigned a partner and will base your course final piece on them. You will be expected to make it in the most original way possible. You will not be able to change partners so you should all be prepared to deal with what you get. Thank you and you all may leave." Mr. Falkov told us, and I looked at Blake. He was standing up.

I made my way over to him and greeted him.

"Tough day, huh?" He said and I sighed.

"I thought it was going to be good. Guess I should stop getting my hopes up so often." I laughed, but it was an uneasy, forced laugh.

"Hey, I'm sure it'll all turn out fine. After today, I doubt Aiden will cause more trouble." He tried comforting me, referring to the fact we'd both get kicked out if we kept it up.

"Yeah, I guess." I mumbled, shrugging lightly.

--

When I got back to the apartment, I didn't even bother looking for Blue. I simply made my way to my bed and lied on it. I stuffed my face in my pillow and yelled. Why is life so annoying?

"June, is that you?" Blue yelled, and a few seconds later walked in my room. "Hey what happened?"

"Nofin'. I jst hae life." I said, still speaking into my pillow.

"Repeat that in english please."

I turned to look at her, my hair still all over my face, and groaned.

"I hate lifeeeeeee!"

"What happened?"

"Life happened." I said, and she gave me a look.

I explained everything to her and at the end of the story, she looked just as done as me.

"Just get over it dude. Aiden isn't even that bad. And none of what he's done was on purpose." She said, taking his side, and I stood up.

She's my best friend. She's supposed to be on my side, not his!

"I'm going to get coffee. Bye." I said, storming out of the room, letting my pride win me over.

I knew I shouldn't have been so mad but for some reason, I was. This wasn't like me at all and it was even starting to annoy me.

When I arrived at the coffee shop, I saw Aiden already sitting there. This time, however, he was alone. When he saw me, he quickly stood up and walked over to me.

"Hey...can we talk?" He asked and I nodded, not saying anything. I took a seat at his table and found it weird to be sitting some place other than my usual corner.

"Look, I know you're probably super mad at me but I swear I haven't meant to do any of the things I did. I totally get if you want to stay away from me and that's why I wanted to talk. I think maybe we should just stay away from each other. It would be better that way." He said nonchalantly as if it didn't affect him in the slightest way possible and I forced a smile on my face.

"Yeah. I agree." I said, and then pressing my lips in a straight line.

I don't know why but it bothered me greatly that he just decided to get rid of me so fast. I mean, I get that's what I did to him, but he's the one who was constantly trying to get me to unhate him and now suddenly he's decided to just drop me. In a way, I guess I was glad. But on the other hand, I found it unfair that he's the one who told me we should avoid each other because it should've been me telling him that. He had no reason to try and stay away from me. I did.

"Is that all?" I asked bluntly.

"Well...yeah." He said awkwardly, and I nodded curtly before standing up and walking away.

Finally, I ordered the coffee I came for and then walked out, deciding to take a trip to the city. I took a taxi to central park and sat on a bench. I felt the autumn air hit my face and immediately regretted not bringing a jacket. All I had on was a thin cardigan I'd decided slip on before leaving my place.

I needed some chill time and decided doing this was a good way to relax. Maybe everyone was right. Maybe I was just overreacting. Maybe I should just move on and forget about all of it. After all, I did tell Aiden he was forgiven.

But he had decided to stay away from me now anyways, so I guessed that's just how it would be.

This is what you wanted though, right June?

A/N:

YES I KNOW. This chapter is awful and lacks excitement and was too short. I know. I hate it too. But I guess you gotta bear with me. Not every chapter of a character's life is exciting. However, this story has a lot happening in the future so don't be too disappointed!

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