I need you, I need you, I need you

chapter 125-the cut that always bleeds

March 24th, 2020
Rachel's p/v
"This is your newest obsession? At least the guitar is nice."
"One day One Direction is going to reunite and we WILL hear Clouds live."
Declan pats my head. "Let's take you back to bed, grandma."
"FRIENDS! PEERS!" Aiden yells as he runs up the bleachers. My outfit totally fits the song's vibe.
"Isn't it a little early to be wasting your energy?"
"Not when it involves delivering great news to your friends! Guess what I scored for us, Declan."
"Twenty One Pilots tickets?"
"Nah, I'd scam people for that shit. Guess what I scored, Rachel."
"I've got no clue, what?"
"Two hot babes! One for you one for me. Aren't I just the best?"
"We're actually doing the double date. Why did I say yes."
"This is a great idea, Declan."
"It is?"
"It is!" Aiden exclaims.
"No one said you have to marry the girl. Just go on the date and see what happens. Who knows, maybe you'll make a friend."
"Rachel knows her stuff. So are we on? Ehhh?"
He sighs. "We're on."
"Amazing. Terri's at 7 pm today."
"Oh, the date is today-"
"Where your best black t-shirt!" Aiden yells as he runs back down.
"Rachel?"
"I'll get the iron board-"
"No, I mean should I really go? I'm still not into the dating scene."
"You don't have to go if you don't want to. There's no right or wrong here, just what your heart desires."
"Although I'm very nervous, I want to be there for Aiden. I'll go on the date."
"Perfect. Can I still iron your clothes?"
"Yes, you may."
"Yes!" I do the fist motion.
"Who taught you that? Did you finally watch Napoleon Dynamite like I told you to?"
"Yup. I give it 5 stars."
"Yes! Declan does the fist motion.

Jonathan's p/v
Quinn is walking down the hall, all the guys whistling at her and the girls cheering her on. There's only one reason as to why they're paying attention to her, and that's her outfit. All thanks to who? MaryJane Ackerman. I recognize that outfit anywhere. It's something she wore a few days ago. I only remember it because I saw her enter her father's car. Nonetheless, the outfit stands out.

Dark blue denim blazer thing, white knitted flower pattern shirt, denim flared jeans, brown platform boots, and a red rose shaped purse. Mary wore it better, and everyone knows it. Quinn didn't get the purse right, she's wearing some dirty red purse. And her shirt isn't knitted, it's a simple white shirt. Her jeans are flared, she's wearing brown boots, the denim blazer jacket thing is similar, but the confidence isn't there. Mary walks down the hall all natural, she doesn't try to get people's attention. Quinn is smiling at everyone and acknowledging them. Mary did it better, everyone knows it.

So what if I saw Mary wear that outfit more than one time. I'm just making an observation? Why am I trying to defend myself against myself. Whatever, Mary is on her own this time. I know better than to report this to her. She'll just befriend Quinn the next day. I hope her posts get copied again. She at least deserves a second chance to open her fucking eyes.

Mary's p/v
I surely thought I was late to school. For whatever reason my brown Parker platform boots were outside. Totally didn't run through the sprinklers last night after the movies with my father. Anyway, this outfit needs to be documented. I'm really digging the color yellow on me.

I take a mirror selfie. The graffiti on the mirror really sells the look. Vintage 90s yellow baby tee with a car graphic, dark blue bell bottoms, vintage 90s brown fur jacket, brown Parker platform boots, and a dark brown purse with an engraved horse design. Maybe I'll post the selfie. The people who can read my mind know I won't.

"Mary!"
I lower my tiny mirror. "Hey Jenns-"
"Kiker unfollowed me on Instagram."
"He did what? Wait, did you look up his account?"
"Yes, I know I shouldn't have had done that. For Kyle's sake I'm going to forget that Kiker unfollowed me."
"We can snoop around just a little. You don't think he's dating Luna?"
Jenna shrugs. "Maybe. I didn't look at his posts, just if he still followed me."
"Let us look then. Shoot, his account is private huh."
"No, he made it public a while ago. Can we look up his account using yours? I don't want him to show up on my suggestions."
"Yeah, for sure," I grab my phone, "what do you have to hide, Edward."