Chapter 14: What Now? [Part 2]

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Walking into school like this wasn't my idea

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Walking into school like this wasn't my idea...it just happened.

It's not like I had a choice...

I covered most of my face with my hoodie, keeping my head down low while trying to locate my locker.
Yes, I know what your thinking...

Why am I upset?
Well...

I just happened to lose two people all in two weeks...

And they just happened to be staring at me like the rest of them.

And they just happened to be staring at me like the rest of them

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If your also wondering, yeah

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If your also wondering, yeah...I miss them but I can get over Ezra-*Ahem* Mr.Fitz.
But my feeling towards Jason is unknown.

I opened my locker.

I took a good look at myself in my lockers mirror:

I took a good look at myself in my lockers mirror:

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Yeah

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Yeah. This is really bad.

I wiped my tears. Why did I wear mascara..

I stuck my head in my locker quietly sobbing to myself.

Jason's POV:

I couldn't stand it. The girl that I love is crying right in front of my eyes.

Why? Why was she crying?

I bawled my fists.

It's because of me! Those tears in her eyes are rolling down her precious cheeks because I broke her.

I did.

I yanked Mr. Fitz into his classroom. "What are you doing?" Fitz questioned me in annoyance, "You can see what's happening to her don't ya Fitz? It's mostly my fault because she's crying, she's got no one. We gotta fix this." Every word I say goes coldly into his ears, Ezra looks at me raising an eyebrow, contemplating his answer until he sighs, "What's the Plan Dilaurentis?".

*Time Skip to the end of school*

Y/N's POV:

I immediately get up and rush to the bathroom and into a stall.

I break down.

I was about to grab some more tissue paper when I hear yelling, like an argument between two people, that voice

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I was about to grab some more tissue paper when I hear yelling, like an argument between two people, that voice.

I open the stall door and walk out.

I stood beside my locker and watch the couple break into pieces..."Jason please! We were meant to be! You can't just give up on this!" Cece argues, "Well i never loved you! I thought you were gorgeous and maybe might date you but I never wanted to be heavily attached to you!" Jason complains back, obviously frustrated by the situation. I smirked, "What are you trying to say Jason?" Cece chokes on her words, "Were over." Her sobs were the only thing that could be heard in the entire school, she rushes to the exit with her bag loosely on her arm and her dripping mascara on the floor like mine at the start of school.

Jason sighs while looking down and walking in my direction, his head lifts up at my voice, "Well that sure was something huh?" He leans against a locker beside me while looking down, "Yeah it was. It's really sickening when your the one breaking up with your 'lover'...it just makes you feel a pit of guilt in your stomach but in the end...we all get over it" he says making us both tense up, I coughed. "So, why did you guys break up if I may ask?" I say looking over to him.
He chuckles lightly, "Your always so polite aren't ya?" He says teasingly, I playfully glare at him while he laughs, he then becomes serious again, "look, she never really made me happy, she was always away, she'd lie to me about where she is, overall she really wasn't my type and I regret majority of our relationship if you can even call it a relationship...but something in me told me to break it off".

I snorted, "You mean your dick told you to break it off because it wasn't getting any boners?" He stared at me and looked away, "whatever" I couldn't help but smile a little while whipping my dried out tears on my cheeks. I looked at my watch as it beeped alarming me, I jump out of my position and walking down the hallway, I turned around saluting off at him, "Gotta split, later Dilaurentis" he waved bye as I walk away.

Third Persons POV:

As she walked around the corner, she lean against it just like Jason as he lean against a locker, they both smile at themselves thinking...

At least we're talking again...

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