I would like to dedicate this chapter to: my best friend in the world LONELY_GRXNDE for her support and for helping me make my characters with her personality. 😀👍

I also would like to dedicate this chapter to StrangeDudeWithStuff for supporting me and giving me reviews,

Heather

Yeah that just happened. I can't believe it. Parker fought for me, he defended me. And I just ran out of the school building like that. I should have thanked him or at least done something back to him. I don't want to ben like Oliver, always thinking of myself and wanting everything to be about me. That's probably silly, but what do I do when I feel like I am turning into someone I don't like?

I stare at my phone screen. I opened my messages between me and Parker. I try to think of something to say as the start of my apology. The blue text line flashing right in front of me, in sync with my thoughts. Then like a waterfall, all those words come to me as I try to sort them out. But of course like a bag full of beads, all those words erupt causing them to be all over the place.

Hi there, I'm sorry I'm late, just wanted to thank you for what you did in school.

He replies back almost immediately as If he was waiting for my message.

It's all good. Suspended for 3 days from school tho ;(

Suspended? I wish I knew that earlier. So I express how I'm feeling by sending him a message.

Oh that's unfortunate, how am I supposed to face school alone?

If anyone bothers you call me and I think I can come. His message says.

That is sweet, I didn't expect that.

Parker

These 3 days will probably be the longest three days of my life. I'll probably stay in bed for the whole day and doodle. But for some reason, I'm not in the spirit to doodle. I don't know why it's probably just because my life is boring to the point where I got nothing to doodle.

I try to think, think hard and deep of what I should do during these upcoming 3 days. I live a lot in my head, I have my own world which is the better version of what's happening in my real life, I pin it down by doodling it. But what would happen if I didn't? If I just think and let it slide into wherever my brain stores my memories. Daydreaming, they call it. Even by it's name I can taste it on my tongue, just as well as I can taste food. Just as sweet as candy. I think of what happened recently. The fight, Oliver cheating on Heather, being on good terms with Heather again. Yeah Heather, lets sugar coat it.