Okay so for the second real chapter of titans rising, here we go.
Once in her room, Avery collapsed. She slid onto the floor and started to cry.
What were you thinking? He would never like you. Your not pretty, or popular, or a cheerleader. You're not Claire.
Then she realized something, she wasn't Claire. So while Claire or anyone or her mindless drones, would be crying and depressed, she shouldn't care. Who cares if he has amazing blue eyes? Who cares if he made her feel special? Who cares if being near him made her feel happy? Happy is for losers like Claire. She wasn't going to fall for the whole 'nice boy' trick again. She shouldn't have fallen for it the first time.
Deciding that she wasn't going to get much done sitting there and thinking about Kyle and Claire and how they kinda made a sickly cute couple, she grabbed her purple I-pod and headed toward the gym.
Once there she turned it on shuffle and started training.
The first song that came on was "the way I loved you" by Selena Gomez and the scene. Not her usual type of music but oh well.
Everything's cool yeah/ It's going to be okay yeah/ and I know/ Maybe I'll laugh about it someday/ But not today/ No. /
No it wasn't okay, and maybe one day far from now, when she's old, like forty, she'll laugh, but not today. Because everything is not okay.
"Cuz I don't feel so good/ I'm tangled up inside/
She couldn't describe the feeling. She felt all messed up, like this was some cruel joke. One day he's all happy and flirty, the next day she finds out that he's going out with Claire. She wore her heart on her sleeve and someone decided to snatch it.
My heart is on my sleeve/ Tomorrow is a mystery to me/ and it might be wonderful/ It might be magical/ It might be everything I've waited for/ a miracle.
Fat chance. Walking over to the punching bags she decided to turn her anger into power and started punching it.
Oh but if I ever fall in love again/ with someone new/ It could never be the way/ I loved you/
Punch. Punch. Kick. Punch. She was fed up. This song wasn't making her feel any better. She needed something more her style. Not Kelsy's little pretty girl music.
Letting you go is/ making me feel so cold yeah/ and I've been / trying to make believe it doesn't hurt/ but that makes it worse yeah/
Avery couldn't stand this anymore. Turning off the I-pod she let it fall to the floor and unleashed full fury one the punching bag.
Oh it'll never be the way I loved you…
Ok so I know this is a short chapter but I'm already working on the next one and figured I could get this out of the way
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