Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm here to deliver an update. Thanks to all my reviewers and the people who have favorited and followed my story. So I think I should let you all on on something. On the fifteenth or maybe the sixteenth, my parents are taking my brother and I on vacation. I'll try to update as many times as I can until then. I believe we're getting back on the 24th or 25th but I'm not 100% certain. I probably will update again today but no promises. I still need to pack for the trip. Don't judge! I'm doing my laundry today so I can pack! All my final prep will be done tomorrow. I'll probably try to update on the fifteenth or maybe the sixteenth (I'm not 100% certain when we are leaving) because we aren't leaving until the afternoon, my time. I'm sort of getting off track because now I'm just blubbering on about my trip because I'm super excited for it. Here is chapter four of Shattered Glass.
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Chapter 4 - Lost In Thought
Clove POV
I just got of the phone with my mom and Isabelle's mom. It was decided Desiree was going to join our residence system. I sat on my bed strumming my guitar until the doorbell rang. I relaxed.
"Jett! Door!" No response. "Isabelle! Desiree! Door!" Still no response.
I remember no one else is here. Isabelle and Desiree went to pick out groceries and Jett is who-knows-where. I adjusted my pigtails before going to the door. I opened it only to see the person I wish was dead.
Cashmere.
I start to shut the door but Cashmere caught the door with her foot and pushed it open into my face. I stumbled back and Cashmere burst in.
"Where's Jett? Is he home?" she asked.
"The real question is what are you doing here? Get out! I do not want you on the property ever again!" I exclaimed.
"That is no way to talk to your brother's girlfriend!" She screeched turning to me.
"Excuse me? My brother hasn't ditched you yet? After you broke one of my best friend's hearts, I thought you were going to be out of our life in an instant!" I barked stepping closer to her.
Cashmere stepped back and looked at me. "For once, I don't hate your outfit," she smirked.
I was in some dark denim jeans I customized with patches of gold glitter I dusted on. The rest had clear glitter. I was in a plain back tee with a silver belt around my waist. I was in my dark grey booties with black straps and silver glitter buckles. I had on a black headband with a silver flower on one side.
"Flattery will get you no where. Seriously. Jett isn't home and get out. I'll be talking to Jett about you," I said leading her to the door and shoving her outside.
I locked the door. I texted everyone saying that the door was locked and the first person home should use the spare key. I head up to my room. I decide to play an actual song. I decided to play You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift.
You're on the phone with your girlfriend ‒ she's upset,
She's going off about something that you said
'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.
I'm in the room ‒ it's a typical Tuesday night.
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like.
And she'll never know your story like I do.
But she wears short skirts
I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain
And I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
If you could see
That I'm the one
Who understands you.
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see ‒
You belong with me,
You belong with me?
Walking the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be.
Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself,
"Hey, isn't this easy?"
And you've got a smile
That can light up this whole town.
I haven't seen it in awhile
Since she brought you down.
You say you're fine ‒ I know you better than that.
Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?
She wears high heels,
I wear sneakers.
She's cheer captain,
And I'm on the bleachers.
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
If you could see
That I'm the one
Who understands you,
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see ‒
You belong with me?
Standing by and waiting at your backdoor.
All this time how could you not know, baby ‒
You belong with me,
You belong with me?
Oh, I remember you were driving to my house
In the middle of the night.
I'm the one who makes you laugh
When you know you're 'bout to cry.
I know your favorite songs,
And you tell me about your dreams.
Think I know where you belong,
Think I know it's with me.
Can't you see
That I'm the one
Who understands you?
Been here all along.
So, why can't you see ‒
You belong with me?
Standing by and waiting at your backdoor.
All this time how could you not know, baby ‒
You belong with me,
You belong with me?
You belong with me.
Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me?
You belong with me.
I brush my hair off my face. I here someone clapping. I turn around to see Cashmere.
"How did you get in here? I locked the door!" I exclaimed.
"You didn't lock the back door," she explained. "You're really good with music. I wish-"
"Shut up and get out," I said pushing her to the front door.
I unlocked the door and shoved her outside. I went and locked the back door too. I watched until she drove away. I then unlocked the door and texted everyone the door was unlocked. I went to the couch and started to watch TV. I picked show called World's Weirdest Restaurants. (A/N I love that show!) It isn't long until Isabelle and Desiree burst through the door with groceries. I come and help them unpack and to let them in on what happened with Cashmere.
"Guys. So Cashmere stopped by today. She said the Jett didn't break up with her," I said putting some cake mix in the cupboard.
Isabelle dropped a box of cereal. "He didn't after what she did to Desiree?" she demanded.
I shook my head and Desiree slammed her hand on the counter. "That jerk!" she screamed.
"Guys. I know he is my brother and you know I love him but I say we ignore him until he breaks up with the she-devil," I said.
The girls nodded right before Jett burst through the door.
"Hey ladies. I'm back," he said to us.
None of us responded so Jett gave us weird looks.
This will be really hard.
And here it is! The forth chapter! If everyone likes this story, I might even do a third book in this series. Not sure yet. Please review, favorite, and follow. You do not need an account to review.