Chapter Twenty-Five

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{Chapter Twenty-Five}

Monday.

I didn't know a single day could be so horrible. It's not like someone wakes up on Wednesday and hates it already, but Monday is somehow horrible. It's not like I even hate Monday, I'm just exhausted. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night despite going to sleep nine hours ago, because the sleep I did get was riddled with nightmares. Nightmares of the worst scenarios if people find out about my relationship with Ian and Jer, our relationship; about the worst way my parents could react.

The nightmares had me waking up nearly every hour, or so it felt. It was horrid and adding school to the exhaustion does not help.

I send a text to Lydia, telling her I can't pick her up for school and I'll explain later. I stumble out of bed, falling to my hard floor with a grunt before sitting up and running my fingers through my hair.

I get up, stumbling over to my dresser to pull out a clean black shirt. I glance around the room and pick up a pair of blue jeans I know are clean from the ground before pulling them on, not bothering with boxers today.

I slide my phone in my pocket, grabbing my wallet from the nightstand along with my keys before I leave my room. Since I have to walk to school I skip breakfast and just walk out the front door. I turn check my phone as I make my way down the street, not seeing any new messages so I stuff it back in my pocket.

The walk is incredibly boring, making me wonder why anyone would just go out into nature for fun. There's nothing to do, the only good thing to look at is the blooming colorful spring flowers and green trees but those get boring after a while. Plus it's way too quiet, and this is just going down a couple streets that don't tend to be busy, I couldn't imagine going into the forest or something. I would be so bored.

I walk into the school building, thankful I made it in time to grab my stuff before class. I walk to my locker and Lydia is waiting for me with a bored expression until she sees me.

"Levy, you look horrible." She notes, scanning me from head to toe.

"Thanks Lyd, I can always count on your honesty." I drawl sarcastically, opening my locker to grab what I'll need for my first class.

"Why couldn't you give me a ride? I had to ask my mom and things are kind of awkward around her right now." She adds and I look over at her, taking in her bright pink hair and unnaturally green contacts. It makes me happy to see her like this again, it means she's feeling better.

"I don't have my car." I reply as the bell rings and I lean over to kiss her cheek. "I'll tell you everything during lunch." I interrupt before she can ask about my lack of vehicle because I know she wants to ask.

I go to first period and yawn, dropping my head to the cold surface of the table because this is an easy class so I don't need to pay attention. I don't let myself fall asleep though because I know if I do I won't be able to wake up. The teacher starts the lecture, something about bugs or maybe a war. I have no idea, I couldn't be bothered to pay any mind to it.

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I slide into my seat for English, about to rest my head on the table but the teacher starts off by saying we're going to go over our grades for the project. So I keep my eyes open and focus on her boring monotone voice.

"While most of you did well with the paper part, I noticed some of you were quite lacking with your presentations. However, I will say that every one of you got a passing grade for this project despite the many flaws I noticed. Today I will pass back your paper with notes I made along with an evaluation sheet that breaks down the points by categories, it will show you which parts you got the most points for. When I call your name I want you to come up and collect your papers." She explains.

We nod and she starts calling out names. I zone out for a while until she calls out my name so I numbly go up to the front to take my papers from her. I don't dare look at the papers until I'm in my seat with them face down on my table. I bite my lip, suddenly nervous about my grade.

I quickly turn the paper to face me though, looking past my name and the class information to the actual points earned. My eyes widen when I see my points for the paper, I got full points and what more, the teacher actually put a smiley face with 'good job!' next to the paper grade. I didn't get full points on the presentation but I did get a passing grade, above passing in fact, so that's all that matters.

I scan through the actual paper for any notes but most of them aren't very in depth notes. Just some comments and questions that are answered in my paper. I sigh in relief at that and slip the papers into my English folder before droning out the class again, waiting for lunch.

I leave English, moving to my next class which is just as boring as the next. And finally, lunch comes. The previously desolate halls become packed with students, they crash into me as if I'm not even here but I don't bother getting mad at them. I simply stuff my books in my locker and move towards the lunchroom.

I spot Lydia and Jessica sitting at our usual spot so after I get some food I go to sit down. It's silent for a while at the table, though the room is filled with loud chatter. Finally I sigh, dropping my head to the cold metal table.

"I have something to tell you guys." I mumble, not bothering to pick my head up to look at them.

"What's wrong?" they ask at the same time and I bite my lip. I doubt they'll really care too much about the relationship, I'm pretty sure I made it clear when I told them about Ian what kind of relationship I was looking for so I trust them not to get mad and do something drastic, but it's still nerve wracking, and surreal.

"I got Ian back." I say at first and I hear them making weird noises of what I can only guess are joy. "And Jer." I add before clearing my throat. "We all worked everything out."

"Wait, what?" Lydia asks but I can't tell from her voice what she's feeling, if she's surprised or angry.

"We all worked it out." I repeat though I keep my voice to a low whisper in case someone is eavesdropping on us. The last thing I need is to be outed to the whole school, then word would get around all over town and we would all be screwed.

"Oh my gosh!" Jess squeals and I flinch from the high pitched noise. "That's so great, I'm so happy for you guys."

"I'm with Jess, I'm so happy you could work all this out. Wait so if everything is okay, why do you look the same as you did when Ian dumped you? And why don't you have your car?" Lydia asks and I yawn into the table.

"I couldn't sleep last night," I explain about the nightmares then everything that happened yesterday, explaining why I don't have my car.

"So you're going to see Jer again today?" Lydia probes and I can tell she's grinning.

"Yeah, that's the only way I'll get my car back. He's going to pick me up after school to take me to my car." I reply, finally lifting my head to look between the grinning girls. I lean back in my chair, frowning in confusion. "Why do you guys look so evil?"

"We're not evil," Jess whines, leaning across the table to smack me in the arm. I flinch but roll my eyes, dropping them to the table as I yawn again.

"How many more hours until school is over?" I ask wistfully as I poke at my burger.

"Three," Lydia replies and I groan.

"This is so boring. I can't wait till I graduate." I mutter. Then I remember the fact that I have to get a job after I graduate, or at least go to college. I shudder at the thought because I know college is going to be ten times worse than this, and this is already hell.

"I can't believe we're graduating in a month." Lydia says, seeming to ignore my statement, or the first part anyway.

"I know, it's so weird right?" Jess muses and I sigh. They look over at me before looking at each other and back to me.

"Your birthday is in a couple weeks." They say in creepy unison.

"I know." I mutter, recalling that Mom had started talking about it a few days ago, something about a big party.

"Oh! Are you guys going to prom?" Jess asks and I arc a brow. I haven't really thought of it but it is this month, in a matter of weeks. Of course, I would have to choose to go with Ian or Jer and I doubt either would want to go to prom. It's not that fun, just a bunch of teenagers trying to spike the punch and dance dirty while the teachers weren't watching. That's what it was like last year.

"I don't think so," I reply, looking at Lydia who shakes her head.

"I'm going out with Victoria that night." She replies so I turn to Jess.

"Why, are you going?" I ask in surprise. Jess is the last person I would expect to be at prom, she's more into academics and sports than romance. She's focused on her grades and has never, to date, gone to any of the school events or dances. Which means someone asked her and offered to pay for her ticket.

"Yeah, you know Brad?" she questions and my brows raise in surprise.

"Brad Hill?" I ask for confirmation and she nods with a big grin.

"He asked me Friday if I wanted to come. And since the teachers have been easing up on all the homework I decided to agree." She explains but I just continue to stare at her.

"Why Brad though?" I probe. I mean, Brad is nice but he's kind of a nerd. He spends a major amount of his time playing strategy based bored games with the computer geeks, yet he doesn't get great grades. He also has this weird mole under his nose that looks like a booger from far away, and odd orange curly hair. But I guess if Jess likes him, who am I to judge? At least she isn't going out with the Jan Hanson, the more popular guy who is known for being a jerk to his girlfriends.

"He's really nice." She replies automatically so I nod, not bothering to push the subject.

After lunch I go back to the hellish confines of those classrooms, listening to stuff I already knew and getting a stack of papers I don't want. Finally, after another three hours of this never ending nightmare, we're released. I take my stuff from my locker and make my way through the crowded halls, arriving at the front doors.

I leave the building and glance around before smiling when I see Jer's 4Runner parked in front by the curb. I walk over to it, sliding in when I make it to the passenger's door.

"Hey," I greet tiredly and Jer smiles.

"Hey, how was school?" he questions as he shifts to drive and starts the way towards his house.

"Hellish." I reply with another yawn as I close my eyes. I feel his hand rest on top of mine and I smile, lacing our fingers together. His cold rings rest comfortably against my skin and I sigh in content, frowning when we park.

"Do you want to come in and watch a movie?" Jer asks. I open my eyes and turn my head to the side to look at him before smiling.

"I'd love to." I reply. He smiles softly with a nod and we get out of the truck. We walk across the green grass to his front door that he opens up to me. I slip into the house, going to the couch in the living room where I take a seat. He follows suit after hanging his leather jacket on the coat hanger and putting a disc into the DVD player.

I move to lay my head in his lap and he starts running his fingers through my hair soothingly as he starts the movie. I attempt to keep my eyes open to watch the familiar movie about a woman who falls in love with this dance instructor who in all honesty isn't that attractive and he's kind of a jerk. However, at some point my eyes close and don't open back up as I fall asleep while Jer runs his fingers through my hair, relaxing me.

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