THREE

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TW!!!!! abuse!! If you cannot handle that then please skip this chapter best you can. There isn't much so I'll add a warning when it begins.

Yesterday I spent time with pretty boy, Gray. He told me he was on the roof because his long term girlfriend was attracted to his brother. At least that's what I gathered when he said in the most basic way known. I feel bad for him. I know how he feels and I just can't imagine anyone else going through that type of pain.

Although my relationship was shorter than his, I was planning on growing old with my ex. His name was James. I would always call him Jamie and as far as I know he loved it. I hate recalling his name because it used to be the word I loved most.

That's what I get for dating a J name.

Anyway, I hope Gray finds someone. Someone who can care for him, give him advice, and join him on the roof.

I don't like making a move on someone who seems so obviously uninterested. Gray is making pretty obvious he wants nothing more than a harmless friendship. I'm okay with it anyway. Is he attractive? Hell yea.

Finally, today is my first day of art class at school. I've always loved art. I learned how to draw a flower before I could even write. My father has always been my #1 supporter. My father is such a softie but, I think he's loved my art more than any of my other hobbies. I believe I do too.

I like to dress pretty basic for school but, today I decided to wear a sundress. Last time I saw Gray, he was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. I have no idea how he's alive right now in this newly found heat.

(Belles school outfit)

I always loved dresses

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I always loved dresses. I love dancing even though I'm not even good and dresses make me feel like I'm floating when I twirl. When ever I walk around the house, I twirl to my destination. It gets dizzy but it's crazy fun.

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When I walk through the school double doors, Sadie is urgent to accompany to my locker.

I turn to hear once I drop off my things and say," Spill."

"Wes is seriously the best. Last night we made pizza and it was just like those cheesy rom-coms!" She says excitedly."We ended up having a flour fight and then made out with flour all over ourselves." She says leaning against the locker.

"Ew." I say, scrunching my nose

All that lovey dovey stuff makes want to vomit in my mouth. I can't help but think if someone's out there for me. I used to think it was James but that ship has sailed. Most people at my age are fooling around with a new person everyday. I'm glad Wes and Sadie are in an actual relationship. I can tell they really like each other.

The bell rings and I happily skip my way towards the art room.

I had to do some business in the restroom so I made my way there instead.

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