This is Definitely Not Love...Right? ~Chapter 7

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FINALLLY THE NEXT CHAPTER IS UP!! sorry i had a bit of writer's block for the past week and i was trying to get over it...yesterday i was CURED!! WOOP WOOP!! YAAAAY

there's so much drama happening, it's difficult for me to keep up to it all.....read to find out what i mean *wink wink*

Dedicated to IM_AwesomeNess... again... for being such an awesome person... thanks for the whole "no pressure" attitude..i really appreciate it...YAAAAY awesome...OREOS for you!! :DD

introducing TIFFANY JONES...She's ugh...just read the story already...

Pic's of Jess (Tiffany's bestfriend)....still thinking of a last name for her though ;/

Video link is Someone Like You by Adele..damn i love that woman!

READ, VOTE, COMMENT, LIKE, ETC...DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO... MAKE MOMMA PROUD!!

ENJOOOOOY!!

~Tiffany's POV~

I turned around and ran away. I actually sped off as fast as I could. Anybody who saw me would say that I was running like a bat straight out of hell. I continued down the hall without a backwards glance.

I was completely shocked at what I just heard. That new kid, Skye or whatever was…gay? I would have never noticed if I didn’t overhear him and Blake talking. I figured that’s why he broke up with me. So that he could get with that guy. Gay’s are an abomination; they should not be allowed to live. How dare he steal my Blake and think its okay? He had another fucking thing coming if he thought I was going to let this go.

I ran out of the school building and jumped into one of my guy friend’s car. I called him earlier to come and pick me up. Fuck the rest of my classes; I was a girl on a mission. No one is going to turn my boyfriend gay. It’s just not right. How could people live like that?

We were on our way to the mall, just hanging out when I got an idea. If this wasn’t going to work, then I didn’t know what would.

I dug for my phone in my handbag and put it off silent. I had a few messages from some kids at school asking me I went. I didn’t want to deal with that mess right now, so I ignored all there calls and texts.

I scrolled through my contacts for a particular person. I pressed the call button and waited for her to answer.

“Hello?” she sounded annoyed and bored. I thought this was a pretty bad time, but who the hell gave a fuck at this point. I was desperate.

“Hey Amber, I need you to get me a number.” I was in a hurry and I think she could tell it by the sound of my voice.

Amber was the girl everybody went to if they needed contact details. It was almost like those people who gave out fake I.D’s, except she provided us with different information. Most of the time, it was test scores or cheats, otherwise it’d be a number or address of a person we would not want to meet with in public.

“I’ll need the name.”

“Skye…I think. I’m not quite sure.”

“New or old student?”

“New, he just started a few days ago.”

“Oh, then you must mean Skye Henry. He’s quite popular you know? Lot’s of girls are gossiping about him.”

I pulled a face. If only they knew what he really was, they wouldn’t be fawning over him as if he was a model straight out of a magazine.

“I don’t really give a fuck about his name Amber; I just want his God damn number!” I screamed into the phone.

“Chill girl, you don’t need to go all crazy on me. Damn what side of the bed did you wake up?” I was about to say something, but I decided to keep it in. the phrase better out than in did not apply in this situation. People could run home crying if they witnessed or was the victim of my wrath.

She gave me the number and asked why I wanted it. Everybody in school knew that I didn’t associate myself with…the dirt, if I didn’t have some sort of business with them. This thing with this vermin was way more than business, I wanted revenge, I wanted justice.

I hung up and started typing out a message.  “You’re going to pay, faggot. You messed with me and now I want revenge.”

I let out a devious smirk. That’s what happens when you mess with me. No one got by me unscathed. I was going to show him who was boss. If he decided not to listen, well, then was his own choice. He better be prepared to face the consequences.

School had been out for about two hours already. I didn’t want to go home so I called one of my girlfriends and decided to spend the night at her place. She asked me what was wrong with me, but I acted like I didn’t know what she was talking about. I didn’t want anyone to know about my plan. Not at this time at least. I was afraid that they’d jinx it.

I awoke with a smile on my face. Not because I was happy, but because of what the day had in store.

I showered and got dressed. I was sure that I took about an hour to finish straightening my hair. After that whole mess was done, I brushed it and flipped it over my shoulder. I did some finishing touches and I applied my make up. I admired myself in the mirror. If this didn’t get Blake back, then I didn’t know what would. I was sure I’d think of something along the way.

I checked my phone for any new messages or missed phone calls. None that seem to be important. I stuffed my phone in my bag and walked around the lounge a bit. Even though I was at a friend’s house, I still thought of it as home. I practically grew up here. My friend, Jess, was still upstairs doing heaven knows what. That girl just loved to take her time. That’s exactly the reason why I left without her. She was able to lose a race to a turtle. A turtle for heaven’s sake!

I heard a car honking outside. I peeked through the window and saw my friend dancing to some music. I ran out and jumped in the car. He sped off and continued dancing.

“Would you quit dancing? It’s too freaking early to be dancing.”

“Hey, don’t be such a killjoy.” He said turning down the music a little. “What side of the bed did you happen to fall off this time?”

I glared at him. “I didn’t fall off my bed. I was okay until you ruined it.”

“Okay so if you’re happy, no one else can be happy?” he said turning his head to me just to show me his raised eyebrow.

I folded my arms across my chest. This idiot sure knew how to annoy the fucking hell out of me. He made me forget what I was thinking about. What was it? Oh yes! I mentally slapped myself. How could I forget my mission? I had to get Blake back. That faggot is going to pay. He’ll know never to steal anything that’s mine.

We got to school and I practically jumped out before the car was even properly parked. I walked fast into the school. I needed to talk to Blake. No one was going to fucking stand in my way.

I turned down the hallway and spotted Blake immediately. It’s kind of hard to miss a hunk like him. I admired him for a couple of seconds. He shifted his weight from one foot to another and I saw he was talking to someone. He threw his head back in laughter. His laugh was so charming. I could listen to it all day long if I wanted to.

He moved to the side and I saw who he was talking to. My eyes went wide and complete rage swept over me. That faggot was still around. Judging by the look on his face, the text didn’t even make him flinch. He seemed to be the happiest person in the world.

It was time to take things to the next level. I needed an accomplice. Some one who’d listen and abbey every word. I thought for a while and at the same time tapping my finger against my chin. I face popped up in my head. Jess, yes that’s it. She may be annoying sometimes and slow, but she’s good at one thing, and that’s finding out information. I pulled out my phone and sent her a text to meet me during break, because I had a ‘proposition’ for her.

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~Skye's POV~

About a week passed since I received that weird message. I still hadn’t found out who sent it. Since nothing happened this past week, I figured that the person called it quits. I mean, I really didn’t do anything wrong. Well not that I know of. I had been hanging out with Blake almost everyday and we really got along. We understood each other and he didn’t get repulsed by me or who I was.

It was pretty early in the morning. Waking up this time on a Monday morning wasn’t good. I still had about two hours to sleep but for some weird reason, I couldn’t sleep. I kept getting the feeling that something bad was going to happen. The more I would try to sleep, the more the thought came into my head.

I logged on my laptop and checked my latest emails and other messages. Nothing too important though. I logged out of my email account and ended up watching videos on YouTube till my alarm finally went off.

I got out of bed and took a long hot shower. I came out of the bathroom and allowed my hair to air dry. It looked more natural that way. I hated blow drying or towel drying my hair. It was way too messy for my tastes.

Sam seemed to be up already since I heard noise coming from his bedroom. I chose o ignore it, since he was probably fighting with himself. I got dressed and grabbed my backpack from the corner of my room. I opened my bedroom door and stepped out in the hallway. I slowly walked down the stairs and went to the kitchen.

John was reading a newspaper and Vanessa was still busy eating her breakfast, I grabbed a bowl and some cereal from the cupboard and added some milk. I ate slowly, trying to keep the day from going on. I couldn’t shake off this bad feeling I was having. I shook my head. I was probably just being paranoid.

I grabbed my stuff and joined Sam outside in the car. Vanessa wanted to drive us to school so we let her. No harm done in doing that.

I was dropped off first. I said my goodbyes and entered the school’s gate. That feeling swept over me again. I walked up the steps to the doors and pushed it open. There were yellow flyers everywhere. I grabbed one and read the words on it.

“Everybody, go to the cafeteria during first break. There is some juicy news you would not want to miss.”

I was confused. Juicy news? What could it be? For the next three periods, I could stop thinking about that.

After the bell rang for first break everybody rushed to the cafeteria. I decided to walk slower than the rest of the students. It probably wasn’t anything important anyway. Why rush for such trivial matters?

When I got to the cafeteria, a blonde haired girl was already talking. She stood on one of the tables so that people could see her better. She was soon joined by another blonde girl.

“So as I said in the flyers, we have some important news.” Everybody started mumbling.

“There is somebody in this school, with a huge secret. He is a traitor to mankind and he is a fucking thief!” she screamed over the crowd.

The students everywhere were shocked. I heard gasps coming from all directions.

“He should be an outcast. He doesn’t deserve to live.” I was seriously starting to get confused. What the hell was this chick on about?

A random kid shouted out “Why?” another said, “Yea, tell us.”

She got this disgusted look on her face. “He’s a faggot and a boyfriend stealer.”

The crowd got wild and everybody started to get a bit too excited. I basically freaked. Gay? Who? Who the hell was it?

She looked directly at me and smirked. Oh my fucking God.

“Glad you could join us…Skye.” Her face expression turned into someone’s whose revenge had been sought.

All eyes turned to me. I got smiles from some of the girls and mostly disgusted looks from the rest of the school. I did the only thing I could think of at that point. I turned around and ran as fast as my legs could carry me.

A/N: Sooo what did you guys think?? tell me more tell, me more like you did before!!

OKAAAY well Tiffany Jones is as you know Blakes EX-girlfriend. and as one of the reader's said, she's a desperate little slut. i think it's the first time for me when i as the writer don't like the character... oh well... we can't make everything go our way.

THAT LITTLE B*TCH!!! HOW COULD SHE DO THAT TO OUT POOR CUTE LITTLE ADORABLE SKYE!! WE SHOULD SEND AN ANGRY MOB AFTER HER!! DIE B*TCH DIE!! why aren't you dying??/ i said DIEEEEE!!!

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