My Possessive Bully ✔️

10

My eyes slowly open.

I look at my phone, 8;34.

Shit I'm late.

I hop off my bed, brushing my teeth quickly.

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I stop at the door and look at my phone, 8:45.

I open the door and walk in the classroom, the teacher said something but I wasn't listening.

I sit in my seat, Matt a couple of rows in front of me.

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"Hey Matt I wanted to say that I'm really thankful for last night."

He looks at me with a smile.

"It's alright, I had fun too."

"Thank you." I go to hug him, he grabs my face and crashes his lips into mine.

I freeze, everybody is probably watching.

He whispers, "Go along with it, Joaquin's watching, let's make him mad."

I smirk, and kiss him back.

Here ya go Joaquin.

I hear gasps and whispers around us.

"Oh my gosh, Matthew just kissed her!"

"They are such a cute couple."

"Dammit, I wanted to be her first kiss."

The last one made me chuckle, I really need to meet these people.

Matt jumps off me, as Joaquin pushes him off.

"What the fuck are you doing man." He asks, his eyes turning dark.

He shrugs and looks at me while smirking, before walking away he winks at me.

Joaquin stands there stunned, he turns around to me.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" I say.

His eyes darken, a frown dancing on his lips.

I turn and walk away.

Matt just kissed me..

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Matt and I are at my house, eating popcorn and watching The Office.

"No! Kevin is the best out of the whole crew!" Matt says.

I shake my head, "DWIGHT IS HAVE YOU SEEN HIM?"

We laugh together.

"You know that was really fun seeing Joaquin freak." I say

"Yeah, should've saw the way he looked at me, I was bout to piss my pants."

I laugh and shove more popcorn in my mouth.

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"ISABELLA WAKE UP!"

I jump off my bed, my eyes wide with alert.

"You have 15 minutes to get ready for school."

School?

I look at my phone, shit its only Wednesday, thought it was Saturday.

I go to the bathroom, brushing my teeth.

I put on a light color long sleeved shirt, with grey sweatpants.

Satisfied with my look, I say bye to my mom and head to school.

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Im walking to English, the project is due today and I've already finished it ahead of time.

I stop in my tracks when Stephanie and her side hoes walk in front of my way.

"Listen here ugly rat, no matter how much makeup and how many clothes you buy. You will never be like us."

Her minions laugh with her.

"I'm sorry, I don't have trash bags and Barbies makeup kit, I'll get them later. Then I can join you!"

Her face drops, her minions giving me a death glare.

She huffs and walks away.

Yeah take that bitch

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I sat in my original seat, Joaquin in front of me, his gaze never leaving me.

"You're finally back."

I hum in response.

"Why?"

I look up at him, his blue-green eyes always capturing me.

"Turns out every time I wasn't in my seat I was counted absent."

He nods, still looking at me, as I was trying to get a pencil out of my mess of a backpack.

"Here." He says sliding me a pencil.

I look at the pencil then at him.

Uhh, is he broken?

"Thanks." I say and smile at him.

I start doing last touches on my project, writing my name and the date.

"Wow, you actually did it all by yourself." He says.

"Duh, I don't blow things off like you."

A frown forms on his face.

"I'm kidding." I say smiling at him.

He looks at me confused, like I have 2 heads.

"Why are you like this?"

My eyebrows furrow together.

"Like what?"

"You're actually talking to me, you're being nice, you're smiling, you're not ignoring me, you're being nice to me."

I smile at him.

"Why would I be mad at you?"

"Cause I rejected you, I hurt you a lot." He says his eyes dropping to his desk.

"Yes, you did hurt me when you rejected me, but rejection is normal, so it's nothing to sulk over."

"And Stephanie?"

"I don't control you, as long as you're happy with who you are with, then you live life."

"But I'm not."

I stop and snap my eyes to his.

"Well, then be with someone who does make you happy."

And of course the bell rings.

"Nice talking with you." I say while turning in my project and walking out the door.