Curves In A Bikini (Completed & Partially Edited)

Chapter 22: Back To School

     Hello Lovelies, honestly. This chapter is going to be a little rough. She's going to go back to school, and it's not gonna be cute or pretty. You may want to tear your eyes out but you'll be alright I hope.

Forever yours, ~Vamps

Aylin Scott

     School. God I hated the word. I didn't want to see those people. But I had to.

    I got out of my car and met up with Amy. Honestly, Adrian hadn't spoken to me since yesterday after he ate breakfast.

I knew he was upset but I couldn't tell if was angry or sad. I mean we have math together... so I'll have to see by then.

Amy stood next to me. "Are you ready?" She asked. I nodded nervously. "Where's Wyatt?" I asked her.

"He's home sick with a stomach virus, poor baby is throwing up." She looked sad.

We walked up to the school and entered into the busy hallways.

A lot of people stopped to stare at me. Some were sneering and laughing. A lot of the looked at me with pity.

I just kept my eyes forward and kept walking.

Until Ansley stepped in my path. Her blonde hair was in perfect waves, she wore her usual short shorts and a pink crop top.

Her five inch heels made me cringe.

"Well, well. Looks like fatty didn't get my message." She sneered.

Amy glared at her and was about to say something but I shook my head. There's no use in fighting with her.

"What're you doing here you ugly whale?" She grabbed a piece of my hair and tugged it making me wince.

"Going to school." I told her solemnly, holding my ground.

"Oh really. And what makes you think you can show your face here after I beat the shit out of you?" Her high pitched voice squealed.

I was about to give in to her and just turn around and leave but then he was there.

His back flexed. "No more Ansley." He shook his head grinding his teeth. Everyone gasped.

She looked shocked and placed a hand on his bicep. "Adrian, Baby come on-" he shook off her grip.

She huffed. "She's just a fat little loser from no-where-ville. No one likes her and no one wants her here." She sneered at me.

"No Ansley. The truth is, you're the loser and nobody likes you. No one wants you here. So get out of my sight." He growled.

She curled her lip. "Baby, your my boyfriend, what are you doing?"

"I'm not your fucking boyfriend, I'm not your fucking play toy and she isn't your fucking chew toy." He stood there seething.

She looked like she wanted to cry and strangle me at the same time. She groaned and with a huff turned on her heels and ran towards the bathroom a new set of minions following behind her.

He turned to face me. Everyone was watching. "Are you okay?" He asked looking at me through sad eyes.

"No." I shook my head. He hugged me. "Aren't you mad it me?" I pulled away.

Everyone by now was whispering, some even took pictures of us. I inwardly rolled my eyes at the fakey-dramatic faces.