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Again, SO sorry I haven't updated in forever, but it's Summer time now so I plan to update a lot more often!
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Terra's POV
Unedited
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We ended up going back inside the school because Kayla left her phone in her locker and I needed my bag that held my eye contacts case.
The final bell of today had rang about ten minutes ago and these contacts were starting to get irritating as hell.

"Hey, T. I'll catch up with you in a bit. I'm going to my locker." Kayla called out, already starting towards her locker around the corner and down the hall.

I nodded my head and then proceeded to open up my locker looking straight at the mini mirror I sat inside it.

Ughhh...my eyes are already becoming red. Curse these damn things. Did I get something in it?

I pulled out my case and slowly took off my contacts and stored them.
Remember to clean these later...

Shoving needed books and any other essentials into my bag, I pulled it out and shut the locker door. In this process, I nearly had a heart attack.

Do you want to know why?

Do you?
Well, I'll tell you.

Standing right before me is the blue-eyed guy from that diner that kept staring at me.

And my contacts weren't in.

Did you hear yourself?? Your contacts aren't in!!

Wait, what??
HOLY SHIT! My contacts!

Squealing like a pig, I dropped my head and slammed it into the locker not really thinking of the consequences.
Owwww...

Dropping to the floor, I laid there dazed hoping the guy left me in my pain and misery.

He didn't.

I heard what sounded like a muffled laugh and a shuffle as a presence moved closer to my awkward body.

"You need help back up?" His rough voice asked.

Why does his voice sounds so...satisfying to my ears?

"Uhh...yeah. I could use the help." I mumbled. My damn back and head hurts and now I'm embarrassed for my crazy stunt.

He reached down and grabbed my stretched out hand and nearly yanked me up.
How strong are you??

I still refused to open my eyes because I knew he would've looked directly at them. How could he not? They're pretty damn obvious and pretty damn unusual.
Mumbling a thanks I tried to to feel upon the walls and make my way towards Kayla's locker so she can help me to my car when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I don't give consent, dude.

"Hey, you think you want to tell me what happened just a few minutes ago? You know, the whole slamming your face into your locker and the fall thing?" He asked. There was laughter to his voice.
He found my epic fail funny.

Greaaattt. Just great.

Completely ducking my head I turned back around to the stranger staring straight at his shoes. I'll die before I let him see my unwanted feature.

"Not really, no. I was hoping to just keep walking and pretend this didn't happen." But of course he wasn't going to let me.

"How can I forget a scene like that one? It was one I've never seen before. Do you do this often?" He questioned. His voice full of wonder and amusement.

Is he serious right now?

"Wh-no! I don't do this often! Do you just randomly creep up on unsuspecting girls often? Huh?" I huffed. His voice was like sweet honey, but annoyingly sticky as well.
Why can't he just go away now...I don't want to keep talking about the embarrassing actions I just pulled.

But of course he didn't leave.
Instead, he kept going.

Perfect.

"No, I don't usually do that, but I wanted to talk to you. I didn't think you'd get scared. Sorry."
But he wasn't sorry. He may have said it, but his tone gave it away. This little shit throughly enjoyed my suffering. What type of town is this?
"Yeah, well, whatever. I don't want to talk, I want to go home. Bye." I snapped and continued to move down the hall with my head still down trying to get away from rude boy and towards my friend.
And still, the asshat wasn't having it.

He grabbed my shoulder again and I nearly bit him.

"Aye! What the hell! Did you just try to bite me?!" The annoying boy yelped.

"Yes, I did! No means no so quit bothering me! Leave me alone." I was getting angry now because he didn't know when to quit. I was done with this conversation and my neck was hurt from keeping it bent for so long. I'm seriously thinking of murdering this guy.

"Well, fine. At least tell me why you refuse to look me in the face? Are my good looks too much for you?" I could feel him smirking.

This arrogant little fuck.

"No. I'm trying not to lose my 20/20 vision by looking at your ugliness. You are ugly, but you should not be proud of that." I retorted. Hopefully, he got my SpongeBob reference.
Idiot Boy took a step back not really responding, but rather stuttering over words and I took that as my cue to leave. I turned around and walked down the hall until I went around the corner.
The moment I did that, I released a breath I didn't realize I was holding. That human being needs serious lessons on personal space and the consent of others.
I gathered myself and moved further down the hall finding Kayla sitting beside her broken locker tapping away at her phone.

"Kayla, what in the hell happened? It looked like someone broke into your locker!" I exclaimed. What was in there that was needed so bad?

She lazily looked up at me after sending a text to someone and uttered a few words that'll forever change my life.

"I forgot the combination to my locker and my phone was stuck in it." She just blinked.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

"You-wai-what?? How did you snatch the door off, She-Hulk?"

"Eight years of wrestling as a kid sure as hell pays off." Kayla smirked.
The only thing I could do was stare at this crazy girl.

Note to self: Never try to physically fight, Kayla. She'll only flip you into a human pretzel.

After, staring at her for a full minute, she got the hint and got up, grabbing her bag and turned and walked to the school exit on her left.
Well, then.
Leaving the school, we walked to the parking lot and towards my car. I have never been more excited in my life than right now to get home. Even if she is there.
We about a mile from Kayla's house when she decided to ask my about my mini adventure.

"Terra, what was that loud ass smack and thump I heard at school?"

Thinking back to my not-so-awesome moves I pulled back there, I remember the boy that has crystals for eyes and how he couldn't keep his damn hands to himself. His voice could melt your insides.
Too bad he was very handsy.

"Oh, that was me being me. I hit my head on my locker and fell. I still can't believe you ripped off the door to your locker. What are you going to tell the principal?" I was quick to switch the subject to her because if she heard that noise of me injuring myself then she definitely heard bits and pieces of my conversation with women-grabber.

"Hell if I know.There's no cameras in that hallway that can prove I did shit so, I'm just going to blame it on that stoner kid and say he tried to break in it for my lunch money or some other random shit." Kayla mumbled, forgetting all about my locker incident.
Thank goodness for her short attention span.

I pulled up to her house and said goodbye when she got out. Making sure she went inside, I then drove off home.
Kayla never did talk more about our near death experience. I'm glad she didn't because I didn't know how else to explain it. I don't think I want to anyway.

I drove up the driveway of my home and pulled into our garage before getting out.
Trying to be the sneaky ninja I claim I am, I carefully slipped up the stairs so I can avoid a certain pair of bitches in this house.

As you know I failed miserably.

"Why are you just now getting home?"

Fuck my life.

Staying in my stance I grudgingly replied, "I had to stay after school and get some things from my locker and homework from a teacher." I hoped that this would satisfy her and she'd let me be.

Which she didn't.

"Terra, you will face me when I'm talking to you, now, turn." The She-Devil snapped.
I turned slowly and tried to keep my head down so she wouldn't lose her shit over the fact that I'm not wearing my contacts.

And she still fûcking noticed.

"Terra! Where are your contacts? How many times do I have to tell you to keep them on at all times when you are out in public? Please tell me no one saw you!" She yelled.
I didn't even have to see her face to know it was getting redder as each second passed.

Lifting my head, I looked directly into her cold brown eyes. I swear I could see the pits of Hell and souls screaming in agony. How terrible.

"No. No one saw them. I took these out at my locker and went straight to my car, not stopping to talk to anyone. I wouldn't want to disappoint you by letting catch sight of my monstrosity." I said the words she would want to hear. And to get her off my back.

She waited a moment before sighing softly and responding, "Oh, dear, there is nothing you could do that would disappoint me,"

And for a moment, I actually thought she was being kind...but then she had to ruin it.

"You being here, alive, is a disappointment enough," She turned and headed back towards the entrance of the kitchen.

"You can go now, Terra." With that, she was gone.

I turned and ran up the stairs and straight into my room locking the door behind me.
Looking around, I let the words she said sink in and I wished I hadn't.

It burned. Like hot acid eating away at your flesh. Her words burned through my skin and seared and etched it's way onto my bones. Forever reminding me of what she said.
I didn't want to be hurt by what she said, but I couldn't help it. It hurt so much. I wanted to cry, but I wouldn't...I couldn't let myself do it.
I won't give her that satisfaction. It still hurt though.

After, surviving those waves of pain, I moved towards my bathroom and rid myself of today's clothes and took a much needed shower. What I didn't realize, though, was that I wasn't scrubbing at my body to get rid of dirt. I was scrubbing myself hoping I could get rid of what she said. To get rid of it's mark on me. It didn't work.
I finished, brushed my teeth and changed into some comfortable clothes and did all my homework. My appetite was long gone now and all I really wanted to do was sleep.

Forever?

Yeah, forever.

I wanted to sleep until I forgot my horrible encounter with Death. I wanted to sleep until I forgot my painful situation with the mysterious blue-eyed wonder that couldn't keep his hands to himself and forget the burning remarks from that of my mother.

But most of all, I wanted to forget I existed in this world full of hate. I wanted to forget that I was cursed.

I just want to forget.