Dalton City

Pt.7

Backstory part three.
Dalton
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The week seeped into near enough the same day.

Nothing else happened but me staring at Avery and her wanting nothing to do with me.

So of course.

Today is Friday, the last day of school.

Before the weakened and were back here again.

Avery stands by her locker.

In her plaid shirt, black jeans with her hair in plaits that lay on her shoulders.

I walk over toward her, feeling some sort of way.

She closes her locker and i lean onto the one next to it as she looks up at me.

"Hi' i say.

"Hey" she says.

"Want something?" She questions me.

"No, just come over to see you." I tell her.

"Why?" She asks.

"Why not." I tell her.

"Stop" she says.

"Stop what?" I question her.

"Stop, being creepy" she tells me.

"I'm being creepy?" I ask.

She sighs.

"Well this is creepy" she motions toward the conversation were having.

"And how is this creepy" i tease.

"Leave me alone. Okay." Avery turns to walk away from me

When she does i so, i hesitate before saying.

"Avie"

She stops and faces me again.

"My name isn't Avie!" She shouts.

For some reason, i found that shit attractive.

But i allow her to go about her day, without me being in it.

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A month has passed.

The only times I've talked to Avery, were when i had to team up with her, Liv and Lukas for a team project about a week ago.

Other then that, I've been leaving her alone.

As she wishes.

But, today, today has changed things.

Because she's standing before me in the stormy atmosphere, her clothes wet from the rain, in my door frame.

"Come in" i tell her.

She sighs and walks into my house.

She shivers still.

"I'll get you some clothes, take them off and put them on there to dry." I tell her pointing to the radiator.

I turn to the clean stack of clothes, folded on the arm of the sofa.

I grab a black jumper, and some black shorts and turn back to Avery, who to my surprise is only in her bra and panties.

"Thanks" she says, while i hand her the outfit.

"Welcome" i tell her.

I cant get the imagine out of my head.

Her in a red lace bra and panties set. Standing in my living room.

"Can you turn around please?" She questions me,