Chapter 3: PPG

When I got up this morning, I dressed myself in jean bootie shorts with a pink crop top that said NERD in big, bold, glittered letters. I slipped on some gold flats and brushed the snarls out of my long hair, then parting it to the side with a pink bow clipping some hair out of my face. I put on some clear mascara and some pink lip gloss on my face and put some foundation over my bags to hide my restless night of sleep due to the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss Brick and. I had shared yesterday.

After I cleaned myself up, I jogged down the stairs to the kitchen where Brick sat at the table with his plate out and another plate across from him. The other girls weren't up yet since. I was an early riser, so I was the only one up besides him. I slowly walked to the table and sat across from him. I grabbed a waffle off a plate of fresh, warm waffles and covered it in powdered sugar. He set out a cup of cranberry juice for me with the powdered sugar container next to it.

"How did you know that this was my favorite breakfast?" I asked cautiously.

"I've noticed a lot about you over the period of time I've known you." he said while smirking.

"Listen, about yesterday, can you just keep it between us? I would rather not have anyone know until I am absolutely sure." I asked quickly.

"Sure. Just to let you know, you look absolutely beautiful today, breathtakingly beautiful." he said in such a confident voice. I felt amazing after what he just said, especially coming from him. I felt the blood rise to my cheeks so I turned scarlet red.

"Are you blushing Ms. Utonium?" he asked with a teasing prone in his voice.

"Well, you make me feel beautiful, not many people have done that." I said truthfully.

He smiled and winked at me. I smiled back and let out a high sigh of relief. He complimented me on how I look. I felt happy when I looked at his honest face. I tried searching for any type of doubt about me, but I couldn't find any. Just at that moment, my sisters and Robin bounded into the kitchen. I instinctively pulled my hand back. I just realized that it was resting on his hand only five seconds ago. I blushed once more and smiled at him. He winked one more time then got up to put his dish in the sink, brushing his waist against my shoulder making me shudder from the intimate touch.

School was different today. Dexter started to talk to me during biology. He said he thought I looked hot. It was actually awkward when a few days ago, I would have screamed over his reaction for me. I just replied with a thanks and turned my head to my right where I saw Brick smile at me and slightly wave at me. I smiled one of my dazzling smiles in return and turned back to the lesson at hand. I could feel his eyes boring into my back as. I worked on the packet that was for homework. I also felt Dexter's eyes searching my body as I continued to try and breathe evenly as two boys were closely checking out. Dexter thought I couldn't see him, but he was totally oblivious to the lesson since he was too absorbed into me.

After class, I rounded the corner and Dexter rammed me into a locker, closing me in a tight box. I dropped my binders and tried to retrieve them by bending down to pick them up, but Dexter grabbed my throat and held me hard. By now the bell had rung and we were in a hallway far away from teachers.

"Why do you have to be so beautiful?" he asked rhetorically. Then he shoved me into the janitors closet and locked the door from the inside.

"Be quiet, don't scream." he threatened. His body was pressed up against mine and he began to unbutton his top.

While he was doing this, I shoved passed him and kicked him in his lower body where he fell to the floor in pain. I thought to myself to thank Buttercup later and broke free from the closet. I quickly gathered up my books and sprinted down the hallway. I heard him gain behind me and he grabbed my throat. He began to choke me until I felt my body begin to go numb from lack of oxygen. I was going to die. I wanted to scream out for help, to stop him, but I couldn't muster a voice. I suddenly felt less restrained though I couldn't see anything from quickly beginning to black out. I heard voices shouting and threatening. Then I felt like I was flying. I still couldn't see, but I felt my body being carried by familiar arms. I leaned into them for more support and I heard a voice.

"Rest now my angel."

Then I blacked out completely.