Day 9

August 23rd

*sigh*

Mondays.

Shit was getting harder to live through without Axel.

He hadn't spoken to me in three days and I was kinda getting worried, but it was okay.

He was probably going through a lot.

He told me that they were going to pull the plug any day now and I totally understood it.

I just wished that I could've been there for him and comforted him during this time of hurt and grief.

I leaned against my locker sighing again, pressing my books up against my chest.

I really expected Axel to be leaning next to me, telling me about the way I walked.

That I could never walk straight and that I always walked crookedly.

He'd continue to say that I would fail every single drunk test even if I was sober; nonetheless my body was making alcohol which was why I sounded crazy most of the time.

I'd smack him across his chest and tell him to shut up.

But now I really wished that I could hear his voice again and I'd never tell him to be quiet.

I'd only speak to tell him how I really felt about him. Just how much I'd missed him.

And how much I wanted to hold onto him and never let go.

I sighed clutching the cupcake charm on the necklace he'd given me last week.

Shrieks and screams echoed down the halls and excited girls and boys ran down in the direction.

The noises grew as clusters of people gathered around the commotion.

What the fuck was going on here?

It sounded like BTS had popped in or something.

That only happened when Axel walked in, but boys too?

Nah something weird was going on.

The noises grew louder as the crowd neared.

I squinted my eyes trying to see what was in the middle of the mini hurricane.

It was a guy with brown hair that was slicked back.

As he neared I saw that he was wearing a white sweater and odd pants.

Girls kept screaming in his ears but he was focused on something.

He was staring at me!

The fuck was he looking at?

I noticed the distinct features and saw that it in fact was the guy that saved my life on Friday.

Shit!

Fuck!

Please tell me that he wasn't coming towards me with a sea of murderous girls.

He wasn't stopping until he was in front of me.

He smiled his sharp teeth dazzling me to near blindness.

"What are you doing here?"I demanded sheilding my eyes.

The girls beside him all glared at me and I felt a little more uncomfortable.

He took my hand and pulled me close to him.

He was a little shorter than Axe but he was kinda strong.

I scrunched up my nose noticing just how much hair conditioner he used.

Jeez.

It was strawberry scented.

"Fate brought me here to you."

I yanked my hand forcefully back to me.

"Yeah well fate is an entitled bitch! Get lost creep!"I yelled disgusted by him.

This earned me gasps from the audience around us.

I was spun around to face a red faced cheerleader.

"How dare you!"

*smack!*

I touched the stinging part of my face my jaw dropped.

The bitch slapped me!

She slapped me!

Pussy didn't know how to fight properly. You don't slap a person and expect to get away with it.

I raised my eyebrow questionabely and she immediately looked sorry.

"You wanna fight knock-off Barbie?"I demanded rolling up my sleeves.

She shook her head vigorously stumbling back.

Luckily I didn't care to fight today so I turned back to the douche-bag in front of me.

"Who are you and what do you want?"I demanded.

He smirked as if he knew something I didn't.

"I thought it was obvious by the way your entire school is gushing over me. I'm Cole Black, a British super model."

I rolled my eyes crossing my arms against my chest, "Sure don't look like one."I scoffed.

He just smirked imitating my scoff but I knew that I was driving him insane.

"I know. I look like a god."He said fanning himself.

I rolled my eyes turning around and pushing myself through the crowd.

His stupid face wasn't worth any of my time.

~later~

I strolled into History class leisurely knowing that today we were going to have a substitute teacher.

I was walking to my seat expecting Axel's to be empty when I saw a literal demon sitting there.

He was leaning against Axe Body Spray's chair and had his feet up on Axe Body Spray's desk!

The anger in me rose and my heart pounded against my chest hard.

I breathed out hard nearing his dumbfound face.

I pushed his feet off roughly; he looked up at me surprised.

"Why are you sitting here?!"I demanded.

He smiled fixing his posture and his hair.

"It wasn't occupied and I heard that you were sitting next to this seat."He answered in a sing-song voice.

He was so irritating.

"Well you can't sit there! Somebody owns that seat!"I yelled resisting the urge to get my pen out and stab him in the eye.

He just laughed in response, "He's not coming is he? I heard he was out of town."

I tapped my chin angrily thinking of a way to humiliate this son of a bitch.

I marched to the front of the class and grabbed the meter ruler.

It was perfect.

Thick and long.

That's what she said.

Not the time freaky brain!

The substitute put down his book and looked at me suspicious, "Where are you going with that young lady?"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm going to bring it back after this."I replied.

He relaxed and I continued with my dirty business.

I walked back to him holding it up at the best angle.

He pushed his chair back a bit, "What are you doing with that?"

I smirked humming.

"I'm going to wack you senseless with this if you don't get up in approximately two seconds!"I snapped.

He scrambled climbing off his chair falling and stumbling to the back and sitting at the back of the class.

I sighed relieved and sat back down, this time onAxel's seat making sure that it was securely guarded by my butt