When I met you.. ||(completed)||

Chapter 8

Throughout the day I did everything I could to stop thinking about the fight with Ethan and the others, and to be honest, it worked. I focused on my classes, went and ate lunch, came back to school and focused on my classes again.

By the end of the school day, I had only thought about the unpleasant encounter twice or so, but the more I thought about it, the more I understood Ethan's anger. Who was I to interfere? Who did I think I was? I literally met them yesterday yet I thought I had the right to stick my nose in their business.

As soon as I walked out the school doors, I felt someone grab my arm, I was about to fight back when I heard Ethan's voice.

"Don't you dare tell anyone about that stupid stunt you pulled in class today. You're in no place to be saying anything about that topic" he threatened, glaring at me.

The urge to book a fucking therapist for the guy was never this strong. A moment he's as sweet as honey and the next he's like vinegar.

I couldn't help but chuckle, I was able to taste the bitterness in my mouth.

"Is that really what you think of me? You think I'm going to tell everyone about this 'secret'. Don't you think I know it's hidden for a reason? Is it really my place to tell? What do you think I'm gonna gain from it? Attention? Fame? Well guess what Ethan!"I said yanking my arm away, stressing the word 'Ethan' "I don't need any of it"

I was hurt and mad at myself, I keep having these unrealistic thoughts and expectations in my head.

Brandon, Corey and Bethany just stood there in the background, saying nothing, averting their eyes when they met my gaze.

"So all of you agree? I'm nothing but a big mouthed brat?" I said as tears ran down my cheeks. I was hurt, I thought we were starting to be friends.

"I mean why wouldn't you, a random 16 year old rich girl decided to waltz into your lives yesterday. I guess I overestimated myself again..." I whispered, my heart pounding in my chest.

I looked down at my feet, I forced myself to stop crying and lifted my head to look at Ethan.

"I'll stay out of your way from now on, I hope we'll never interact with each other again" I said but as soon as the words left my mouth I felt a piercing headache and stumbled back.

Ethan tried to catch me but I stepped away from his reach.

"No Ethan you don't get to care after what you said and did today" I gritted out, hatred in my eyes, he made me believe in something, but he took it away when I needed it.

All in one day.

I walked away, got in my car and drove away. When I reached my house five minutes later, I opened the door and the house was empty. I was extremely grateful because I didn't want to explain to my parents why I was crying on my second day of school.

My parents are usually home but since we just moved here thay have a lot of things to take care of but I'm happy to have the whole house to myself.

I went upstairs, took a shower and wore my sweatpants, a tube top and a hoodie-jacket. I decided to do my homework and get my notes ready for the next lessons.

After a couple of hours of studying, I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood. I grabbed my phone, my keys, my wallet and tied my long wavy hair in a messy bun.

The air was fresh and the sun was setting, I walked and walked around, discovering that there's a park, a gym and a mall near my house.

On my way back, I decided to take another route and found a little convenience store. I figured I needed some snacks and other supplies so I went in, I was listening to music in my earphones and walking with a shopping cart and a bunch of snacks, chocolate, marshmallows, chips. Literally anything that's tasty.

As I walked to the milk/juice aisle, I heard a familiar voice.

"Jay-bear?"

I turned around and saw Ethan staring at me with wide eyes. I kept my face emotion-less as I stared at him, it annoyed me how he called me that name. My hair slowly fell from its bun and it was now on my face.

I picked up my hair tie, a few bottles of milk and juice and walked past him, not sparing him a second glance. I meant my words, and I was not going to back down anytime soon.

I went to continue my shopping because I wasn't done yet and I wasn't going to leave because some jerk decided to show up. My hoodie-jacket was open while I went picking strawberries for my morning smoothies.

Ethan came up to me and tried to talk to me, he said everything except apologizing. He asked me how I was doing, what I was doing there, if I lived close and all kinds of topics you can bring up to someone you met at a grocery store. I kept ignoring him, I didn't even look at him. I picked 3 packs of oats (I love them don't judge me) and some healthy snack bars.

I went to check out and pay for my things and as expected, Ethan kept following me, holding a single big tub of milk. He kept talking and talking and I just kept getting more annoyed and irritated but I didn't let it show on my face.

I'm not gonna let him know he can get any kind of emotion out of me. Soon, he was cut off by a girl with ombre hair and blue eyes.

She practically jumped on him and started yelling at him.

"I asked you to go bring milk you idiot why are you so late!? And why are you flirting with this girl? Are you seriously cheating on your girlfriend?"

I just stared at her. Who is she? Is she his girlfriend?

What was I doing?
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Who is the mysterious girl? Don't worry! You'll find out in the next chapter.
If there are any grammar or spelling mistakes please let me know so I can correct them!

-Alexandra Banger