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It flew

Tess' POV
Him..
He just walked in and somehow just walked out..
Except this time I left..
This time I chose...
When I finally started crawling into my driveway I saw my mum's car in the garage-way...
She was washing the car, her hair strands getting in the way...
"Hello de-.. OH!"
She ran towards me, kicking the washing pail into the bushes with her velocity..
"TESS?! TESS YOUOKAY?!!!"
"Yehh mom.. I just need to bathe these cuts.. Listen, when did you get here?"
"About an-an hour ago, but that doesn't matter cause I thought you went out with your friends.."
"I was about to crash at a guy's house.."
Her eyebrows knitted together in contempt..
"Huh? And here I thought it was JUST coffee.. Silly me."
Her voice was so heavily laced with sarcasm and disappointment..
"I-I'm sor-"
"Forget it... This is how all boys are and thank god you live and you learn.."
She rolled her eyes and...dare I say.. a little roughly grabbed my arm and ploughed me inside, almost making me loose my footing..
I heard her mumble under her breath..
Something along the lines of..
"Fucking kids these days.. Getting girls pregnant at every chance they get.."
"MUM I AINT PREGGO.."
"Whatever.."
I roughly pulled back..
"MA! Listen and listen well...
I don't have ANYTHING with him.."
"SAYS THE GIRL WHO SAID THE EXACT SAME BULLSHIT WHEN SHE WAS WITH CAMERON!"
"THAT WAS FUCKING DIFFERENT!"
"I HAVE A DAY! DO EXPLAIN!"
I forcefully exhaled..
"He just led me through a difficult time, Connor was just.. A guy.. Who seemed to stand out but is just confusingly sick in the head.. But not psycotically, just a bit too much unexplained issues.."
My mum's  forehead creased..
"Well, if it helps, that's how a majority of them are.."
She quietly replied..
"Also, I punched Cameron in the nose, right in frontta Darla.."
"I KNEW there was somethug fishy between them!"
She snapped her fingers like a lightbulb had gone off..
I couldn't help laughing, making her burst out laughing too..
Seeing what my dad well in love with..
"C'mere baby, let's get inside.."
"Mhm.. Alright.."
She now gently led me.. Sat me down in the kitchen and started pressing ice packs and other medication on my swelling and bruises..
"Tell me, how did this happen?"
"I tripped while running from a frantic Connor.."
"Ahh.. I've seen my share of them, trust me.."
"Tell me about it.."
"But how did you get injured in the back?"
"I slipped out underneath his legs.."
"We'll that's a first!"
She started laughing again, her entire face lighting up and making me wonder again if she really was in her 30's..
"Well... I think I'll have some soup and then just crash.."
"Mhm.. Alright, I'll bring over the soup to your room.. You go ahead and change.."
"Thanks mom!"
I kissed her and slipped off the barstool with caution..
I didn't know what to do at uni tommorrow...
If I met him, I didn't know him..
His friends were amazing.. But, I don't think I can hang out with any of them anymore, just plain'ol Laura..
Who'll by now want every. Single. Sickening. Detail..
I love my life..
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Uni..
I felt groggy and restless by the time I got up..
My hair was again in so many directions, 1 direction would've gasped..
I slid on my high waisted super skinnies and a crop top..
And Addidas, just cause I could..
I went to school on my Harley, after shoving fruit loops in my mouth like my life depended on it...
As soon I stepped down I saw Connor get off his Harley...
I could only see his back, and even THAT view looked pretty delicious...
His muscles flexed as he cracked his neck..
His hair looked tousled as usual with a hint of bed head..
He wore moderately slung jeans, exposing a bit of his Calvin Kleins..
He stopped right in front of me, as if he sensed me..
I just held my breath..
Because for the first time in a long time, I held my breath, almost a little timid..
But he just signed and continued walking..
Making me relieve myself as well..
After ducking here and there to avoid being in his peripheral vision, I hurried into History..
Seriously not wanting a confrontation...
I immidiately huffed when I reached Mr.Mcgugh's class..
I seriously loved History ans Mr.Mchugh was going to be absolutely brilliant, as usual..
I quickly walked up tona seat, plopping myself right next to Klein, Kegan Klein..
He was this nice guy with a jawline carved by the gods and a brain given by one too..
He had cool abs, not that I couldn't see them flex when be stretched..
But OF COURSE, CONNOR'S ABS WERE THE ONLY ONES REALLY CLOSE TO ME..
OF COURSE I HAD TO COMPARE DIDNT I?! THINGS WERE GOING SO WELL!
He smiled slightly at me, probably because I must've looked really lost and frustrated, staring at my...desk..
"Hey, you okay?"
He had a bit of a Western drawl..
Making him that much more of a Mathew Mconagh alike..
"Na, I'm fine.."
"Cool, cause you looked like you were trying to crunch that desk using telekinesis.."
"Hahahha.."
Yeup, I couldn't help that one..
He smirked..
"Nice laugh.."
Gosh he had dimples...
But not like-
Shut the fuck up..
Anywho
He just winked at me as Mr.Mchugh pointed at me..
"Miss Tess?"
"Mhm?"
"What killed Hitler?"
"Himself.."
"Okay, so you have been listening.."
"Yes.."
"Goo-"
Connor stormed in..
He looked like he had had quite a fit, his eyebrows were creased and his posture was even more hunched, while he was white knuckling his sheaf of papers...
History papers..
Ah shit..
"Mr Connor? What has made you so late?"
Mr.Mchugh asked pointedly...
"My schedule was just pointed out to me.."
"Alright then, take a seat please, and don't look so distressed you didn't miss much.."
I loved Mr.Mchugh just because of his reasoning skills and his capability to look at reality and truths..
Connor's forehead uncreased a little bit before creasing again..
And even when I was a whopping 20 rows away from him I alone knew why..