"Two damaged souls who fell in love at a school meant for fucked up rich kids."
Bryce Weston is an uptight seventeen year old who used to have it all. After getting an expulsion from school she's landed at Welton Academy a place for second chances...
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"I WANNA SING a song, that'd be just ours. But I sang 'em all to another heart. And I wanna cry, I wanna fall in love. But all my tears have been used up." I sang holding my hairbrush as a mic as the song went on. One thing for sure is this song is the best there is. I loved it.
I could never live without my Spotify playlist. It was sacred to me.
I sang out loud moving my hair pretending I was in a music video. Call me weird but this is just me.
I heard clapping and I tipped dead turning to see Aaron leaning against the dorm door and watching me on the couch. "Very amusing."
I flipped him off jumping down the couch. "I thought you were with Owen and Reuben."
He nodded. "I came back though. And-" He raised his hand and brown eco friendly bag hung from it. I took it from it and grinned and the two tubs of ice cream.
"Fuck yes." I went to the kitchen and got a spoon out opening the mint chocolate chip one. I put the delicious cold substance into my mouth and nodded in delight.
"You are welcome." Aaron mused flipping on the couch and poking my face. "What's this shit?"
I rolled my eyes. "This shit happens to have a name. Face mask." I said simply holding up the Clinique tube. "You want some?"
He scrunched his nose. "Why not?" I nodded up capping it and squeeze it onto his face and placing it over his skin. He screwed his face making me click my tongue.
"Stay still. Dorm be such a baby." I scolded him and pulled back when I was done. "Done." He touched his face and looked disgusted by the substance. I rolled my eyes at him as he took his shirt and wiped his hands with it before tossing it on the floor. "You'll have to pick that up you know." I told him.
"I know, General." He mock saluted me. "Do you have that hair mask that you out on? The one that makes your hair smell really nice."
"I do." I shuffled behind me and picked it out. "You want it too?"
"Yep." He nodded and I unscrewed it and applied it in his hair hearing him sigh as I massaged it to his head.
The song changed and Take Yours by Matthew Mole played on.
After I was done I closed them back and went to the kitchen to get another spoon. "Have some ice cream."
"I don't like ice cream." But he took a bite anyway. "Are you excited about that beach trip?"
"Yes." I said in between mouths of ice cream. "We get to have a whole cabin to ourselves. You and I and the gang get to bunk together. What's better?"
"But we have to get through fucking exams first." He muttered rubbing his eyes. I swatted it away for he was running the cream that was supposed to dry. "My dad is going to get pissed if I fail again."
