So, I got some really great feed back on the first chapter! Thanks to everyone who read and a special thanks to those who reviewed.
Just throwing this up before class!
"Jenna, I already told you." I slam my locker. "No, now leave me alone," I try to walk away but she follows me.
"K.C." she screeches, "You helped me make this baby, why am I the only one stuck with the consequences?" she grabs the strap on my book bag pulling it off my shoulder. I whip my head around to face her, my eyebrows pushing over my eyes.
"Let go," I growl, yanking my arm. She stumbles forward, letting go. "Finally," I head towards the exit to get to my bus.
"Tough day," a soft voice catches my attention, Clare is walking next to me. "I saw what just happened," she explains, noting my confused look.
"I try to avoid her, but she always seeks me out," I respond quickly. Clare and I had been talking a lot in the past week and a half. Making my feelings start to shine through again. "She knew for a long time before she told anyone, or made sure. That ruined the chances of her being able to have an abortion. Then she tells me that she already loves it more than anything, so she can't give it up. She makes sure everyday that I know she is keeping it," I vent.
"Not to make today any harder for you, but the busses just pulled away," she points out the window of the door, I run outside to the sidewalk.
"Damn it," I curse, Clare catches up with me.
"Looks like we're both stranded," she comments, walking slowly over to the ledge alongside the stairs. With little effort she hops up onto the cement, and slides back.
"Looks like it," I agree, sliding up next to her. "I should call my mom, let her know I'll be walking home," I pull out my phone and Dial my mothers cell phone number.
"Hello," she answers.
"Hi, I missed the bus, so I'll be walking home." I say briefly, not wanting to spend forever on the phone.
"Alight, be careful and be here for dinner." she warns.
"Thanks, bye," I hang up. "Anyway, like I was saying, Jenna won't accept that I really can't handle anymore trouble in my life," I pause, to look at Clare. She looks up at me, listening intently. "At least, not without fixing something first," I lean in closer to her and she doesn't pull away. I close the small distance between us with my lips. I put a hand in her short, curly hair. She turns her body towards mine a little and kisses me back.
"Sorry," I pull away from her. "Sometimes I get carried away, I do things without realizing that they don't workout how they do in my head." I look into her blue eyes.
"That's how things go in your head?" she asks, looking intrigued, a smile implanted on her face.
"Yeah, Clare I miss us. I have been thinking a lot lately, and I still love you. I don't think I ever stopped," I confess, without breaking the breathtaking eye contact we share. "Could you find it in your heart to give us another chance?" I ask, hopefully. Her eyes shift away, contemplation passing through them.
"Walk me home?" she asks, smiling. I jump off the ledge and offer her a hand. She joins me on the ground, I lean in once more and kiss her softly on the lips.
"Let's go," I grab her books from the ledge before she goes and star walking towards the street. We walk about half way to her house, chatting about things like what we did between our relationships.
"One thing," she stops walking, she faces me. "You have to be civil with Jenna, and try to help her out a little bit,"
"Anything for you," I agree to her terms and we walk the rest of the way to her house. I kiss her once more goodbye, before heading off to my own home.
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