Ugh. It's morning and I don't want to be at school. Jack has come up to me numerous times asking me if he can talk with me. All of the times I shut him down, but now I'm wondering if I regret those decisions. I'm walking to my locker when someone trips me and I fall flat on my face. Laughter erupts and I slowly get up, picking my books up with me.
I wish this was my life, I fall in life but I pick myself back up again.
I'm about to put away my books when a hand presses down on my locker.
"Touch my locker one more time, and I-" I'm cut off and pushed into a janitors closet.
"What the he-" Jack pushes my lips closed and looks at me.
A/N, I was not going to put a bad word there, it was going to be heck.
As soon as he lets go of my lips I yell at him.
"Jack!"
"I want to talk to you," he says.
"Well I'm not listening," I stubbornly reply.
"Okay, well I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, and that my mother lost her job yesterday and I was upset, that's why I was nasty to you," he explained.
"Please forgive me, give me another chance," he pleads.
"Tell me Jack, why should I forgive you?" I ask.
"Because I'm giving you the reason why I was ignorant to you yesterday," he said.
"I did things I didn't mean to do," he cried.
"Will you forgive me?" he asked with tears pouring out of his eyes.
Should I?
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Hi lovelies! I know, I know, you guys are probably screaming right now at me. I'm sorry, but this is an important chapter that will effect the outcome of the story, so I need to make the next chapter super long.
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