Layla's POV
"Your so dead." I hear a some-what fimiliar voice. I'm too tired to talk right now, so I roll the the other side of my bed and try to fall back asleep. I drift off and then that stupid voice whispers again.
"Layla, you. Are. Dead." The voice repeats and I just ignore it. I bet I have another whole hour left of sleep, so why is someone bothering me?
All of a sudden I feel my soft blankets get ripped off of me. This makes me curl into a ball for warmth.
"Go away.." I mumble as I bury my face into my pillow. My tootsie roll pillow to be exact.
As I try to fall back asleep water is spilled all over me. I jump up off my bed and scream. That was freezing!
Who the heck can't wait till morning to bother me?! I didn't do anything wrong!
I pull a blonde strand of wet hair behind my ear to see who the jerk was.
Wait a minute...
"Duncan? How did you get in here? Why are you in here? Why did you do that? What is going on?!" I shout and Duncan just starts to laugh. I cross my arms over my chest, annoyed that he is laughing at me.
"You left your window unlocked." He says as he hands me the towel I had laid out for myself. Yes, I lay a towel out for when I wake up. I am too lazy to go downstairs and get a towel for my shower, so I do it at night.
"Well why would you sneak in here?" I ask as I wrap the towel around myself.
"To get my revenge." He says and then it clicks.
Marisa and I TPed Ryan's house. He must have gotten mad. Real mad.
"What time even is it?" I ask as I yawn. I dry my hair out while I wait for his response.
"Two." Hmmm... Its two. Wait, it two!
"Two! We are missing school!" I scream as I pull open my dresser drawer. I dig through it looking for something to wear.
"Two in the morning." He says and I freeze. I hate him so much right now.
"Get out." I demand as I grit my teeth.
"Why?"
"BECAUSE I SAID GET OUT!" I scream and he puts his hands up in surrender. He starts to climb out my window and then jumps out of it. He lands on a branch of the apple tree in my backyard. I watch as he climbs down it and leaves my house.
Jerk.
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"LAYS!" I hear Tara scream in terror as I am walking down the hallway of my school.
After Duncan left my house I went back to sleep until I had to wake up for school. I did my everyday morning routine, and then came to this prison. Also know as school.
I turn around unsure what to think. Tara? Screaming? In school? there has got to be a good reason.
I see her squiriming while trying to get out of Jason's hold. Jason is her boyfriend. He is a total pervert and I don't know what she sees in him. I look at his face and see his big smirk.
"HELP!" She she squeals and I get angry. Nobody, and I mean nobody is mean to my little Tara. Nobody.
I run over to the two of them and start pulling on Jason's arm. For a guy who doesn't look that strong, he sure is strong.
"Let her go!" I shout as I keep tugging on his arm. He chuckles and keeps ahold of Tara.
"Nah, this is too much fun." He says as another smirk makes a way onto his face. Suddenly he lets one of his arms push me away, while still holding Tara. I stumble back and then trip over my shoelace. I fly backwards and hit the hard cold ground. I try to breathe, but I can't for at least ten seconds. That knocked the wind out of me. I look up and see that Tara and Jason are gone.
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The Bad Boy and Me
Romance"Layla, look." My best friend, Tara, snaps me out of my thoughts. I hate when she does that. I was dreaming about the day I would marry Thomas Swift. He is just so, so... Hot. And he has straight A's! And good grades do matter to me, a lot. Everythi...
