Jennel's POV:
I shuffle into chemistry with my bag slung over my shoulder, I'm wearing sweats and Jess' college hoodie because these are my hangover clothes, and let's just say I'm hung the fuck over. Wes walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist before picking me up.
"Wes you idiot put me down otherwise I will puke in your hat."
He puts me down and begins to laugh at me; I turn around and punch his chest as Demi walks into the room. She looks me up and down before shaking his head at me and Wes.
"Morning Miss." Wes says smirking at her, I giggle as Demi stares at him in shock.
"Morning Wesley, now you two go to your seats please."
I smile at Demi and she just shakes her head at me again. I turn around and walk towards my seat, Jillian is slumped in her seat, with her head buried in her arms on the desk in front of her.
"Good morning Jilly." I yell, slamming my hand on to the desk in front of her. She looks up at me, glares and then flipping me off, before resting her head on the desk again. I pull my chair out and sit down before elbowing Jillian.
"The fuck do you want?" She mumbles while barely turning to face me.
"How's your head this morning my lovely?"
"It's fucking sore and um…I kind of think me and Wes are together."
"You and Wes are what?!" I yell, causing Demi to look in our direction.
"Jennel keep it down."
"That's the first time I've ever heard you say that." I mutter, looking up at Demi and smirking, she kinks her eyebrow at me while Jillian punches the top of my arm.
"Jennel."
"What?"
"Quiet."
Oh yea sorry." I say, glancing at Demi before turning to face Jillian again. "You and Wes are what?!" I repeat, whispering this time.
"I think we're together."
"How the fuck did this happen?" I ask, looking over at Wes, who is still leaning back on his chair with his earphones in.
"Well we got back to his and he walked me towards Keaton's room. From what I can remember I dragged him inside with me and kissed him. He pushed me away saying I was drunk and that I didn't know what I was doing." Now I remember why I like Wes and not Drew. "I said I knew exactly what I was doing and kissed him again, we made out and then I slept in his bed with him."
"You two didn't fuck did you?
"What, is sex all you ever think about?! No we made out for a bit and then spooned, we slept fully clothed. When I woke up I had my head on his chest and he was playing with my hair. I looked up at him and he leaned down and kissed me." She says looking at me and smiling. "I kissed him back and then we made out before he walked me home to get changed, he waited outside and we walked here together."
"That's cute."
"Yea it was cute, but can you shut up now? I have a hangover from hell at the moment." She says, resting her head on her arms again while Demi looks over at us. She shakes her head, knowing exactly why Jillian looks like she's dead.
"Considering half of my class looks dead today, because for some reason teenagers like partying on school nights." Demi says, making eye contact with me. "Y'all can just do work for other classes, because there is no point trying to teach something to half a class." Demi says, sitting at her desk and then opening her laptop before spinning on her chair to get something. I smile at her when she turns round again and giggles at the fact Jillian is out cold next to me. I slide my phone out of my pocket when I see Demi slyly wink at me while fiddling under her desk.
(9:16am) Demi: I take it Jillian is hungover 3
(9:17am) Jennel: Of course she is, I'm better at hiding it than she is. Literally the only way people know I'm hungover is because I'm wearing the usual 'hungover Jennel clothes' 3
I place my phone back into the pocket of my sweats before sliding my English book out of my bag and placing it in front of me. I open it on the last page I read before I begin to skim over the page, my phone vibrates against my leg. I pull it out and unlock it before reading the message off Demi.
(9:23am) Demi: And you look adorable in your hangover clothes. I just want to come over there and kiss you but I can't and it sucks :( 3
(9:24am) Demi: Is Jennel Garcia actually reading?! 3
I finish reading the page of the book before I text Demi back. When I look up she's got the end of her pencil in her mouth and she's staring at me. I smile to myself before looking down at my phone again; I have never smiled at a text before, but whenever it's a text of Demi I always seem to smile. I begin to type out a text, occasionally looking up at Demi. Who is marking books and slightly spinning on her chair, who the hell gave Demi a goddamn spinning chair?
(9:29am) Jennel: Yes I am reading, y'ano I pay attention in other lessons, not just yours. Well I never pay attention in yours because I'm always too busy staring at you ;) 3
"Stop texting her and read the damn book." Jillian says, groggily looking up at me while still resting her head on her arms.
"I am reading the book, plus she's the one texting me."
"You two are so cute together."
"Well I love her so you know." I say, while re-reading the same line of the book for the third time in under a minute.
"Whoa, you love her?"
"Shit, um…maybe." I mutter, sliding my phone out of my pocket when I feel it vibrate against my leg.
"Have you um, have you told her?"
"Yea, the night she came over, the night you cooked because I can just about make toast. I told her that I love her." I say, staring at Demi while she does work. She looks cute when she's doing work; she chews on her bottom lip and then stares at the ceiling when she doesn't know what to write. Her glasses balance on her nose whenever she looks down at her laptop, she must have no contacts left because I know she only wears her glasses at night and when she has no contacts left.
"What about CeCe?"
"It was just sex with her; you know that, she knows that. Everyone in the damn school knows that, well everyone apart from Nick." I say laughing slightly at the fact Nick thinks CeCe is still his innocent girlfriend.
"Are you and Wes going to English today?"
"I don't think so; Miss Ryan isn't even in today so we have a sub. Which means we're not going to do anything for an hour. So we may as well spend an hour getting high instead." I reply, smirking at Jillian while unlocking my phone and reading the message.
(9:40am) Demi: You have the time we spend together to stare at me. I'm going to start wearing looser clothing now ;) 3
I don't bother texting Demi back; I just smirk at her while Jillian rants at me about how I should be reading and not texting Demi. I hear Demi's phone vibrate on her desk, she picks it up and reads the text before putting it down. Then it vibrates again, and again, and again. I don't think anything of it because it's probably just Marissa or Dallas. I watch Demi pick her phone up and then instantly slam it back down again.
"Okay everyone turn your phones off now!" Demi yells, standing up and standing at the front of the class.
"But Miss we're not even using them." Someone on the first row whines, Demi walks towards them and stands in front of their desk.
"This is not a request it's a demand now all of you phones off right now! If I have to get Mrs Hart in here I will!" Demi yells, louder than last time. What the hell is going on? She looks towards me and probably notices how confused I look because she's now writing something down on a sheet of paper. She slams the pen down on her desk before walking towards me with the note in her right hand.
"You got any other work to do Jillian?" Demi asks while placing the paper on top of my book.
"Wha-" I elbow Jillian and she looks in between me and Demi before figuring out what's going on. "Um yea I think so Miss." She mumbles, grabbing her bag and routing around it in. Demi weakly smiles at me before walking back towards her desk. I open then note while Jillian drops her bag on the ground again.
It's someone in this room.
They're texting me now, it's got to be someone in here.
Come see me at lunch
I love you
I sigh before glancing around the room as I slide the note into my pocket. The only people that I think it could be is either Drew or CeCe. Maybe even Nick even though he's not in here he'd find things out. I know I'm not fucking CeCe anymore but she wouldn't do it because I'd tell Nick all of her little secrets.
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"Are you going to see Demi now?" Jillian asks me as we walk out of maths, urg I hate maths so much. But I'm still slightly high from the 'English lesson' with Wes.
"Yea, I'll meet you under the bleachers with Wes in like twenty minutes." I say, smirking at her as we get closer to Demi's class room. Jillian kinks her eyebrow at me as I push the door open, I flip her off and then walk in to the classroom. Demi is leaning against the wall, biting her bottom lip while staring at me. I close the door behind me and smirk at her.
"Like the view Lovato?"
"I can't believe I'm going to do this." Demi says, walking towards me and grabbing my hand before dragging me towards the supply closet at the back of the classroom. My bag slides off the shoulder and I let it land on the ground while Demi keeps pulling me.
She kicks the door open and drags me inside before slamming the door shut and pressing me against it. I smirk at her before she presses her lips against mine, sucking my bottom lip into her mouth causing me to moan against her lips. She slides her tongue into my mouth while tangling her fingers in my hair and then lightly tugging on it.
"Fuck." I mumble into her mouth as my hands slide down her body and then up the back of her dress.
"I told you I wanted to kiss you."
"I fucking love you." I say against her lips as my hands slide under the hem of her underwear. She presses her forehead against mine and lightly kisses me before starring into my eyes.
"Someone in your class knows."
"I know baby, I think it's either Nick CeCe or Drew." I whisper, sliding my hands from under her dress and then running my fingers through her hair.
"Why them though? I mean Nick isn't even in your class."
"I know, but Nick because I was fucking CeCe and she's not who he thinks she is, he probably blames me. CeCe because I broke off the thing I had with her and she's pissed with me because of that. And Drew because well I wouldn't fuck him so he'll do anything to get back at me." I say, leaning forwards and pressing my lips against Demi's.
"Why couldn't you've fucked someone that was single?"
"That would've been boring, I wanted excitement and fun. So I got with CeCe, plus she could make me scream." I say locking my hands together and then resting them on the base of Demi's back.
"The next thing to come out of your mouth better be 'but you're better Demi'." She says, kinking her eyebrow at me.
"But you are so much better than her, from what I can remember."
"That's better." Demi says, smiling at me and then pressing her lips against mine. "So what're we going to do about these texts?"
"I kind of have an idea."
"I don't like the sounds of this." Demi mutter, I glare at her before lightly slapping her ass.
"Anyway, like whoever it is has probably only ever seen me going into your apartment and the leaving." I say, looking into Demi's eyes. "So what I'm thinking is have me leaving with either Marissa or Dallas."
"Why?"
"Like have then acting like they're with me. That's why I'm going to yours and leaving yours all the time because I'm going to see them." I say, smiling at Demi.
"But they've probably seen me going to yours."
"Yea I didn't think about that, just um I don't know make up some bullshit about how you know someone that live in the same building."
"Mm, I suppose so. But have I told you how hot it is you swear?" She says, smirking at me and leaning forwards.
"I don't think you have." I reply, pulling her closer to me and pressing my lips against hers before biting down softly on her bottom lip.
"Shit."
"And you're just a bad ass when you swear, little miss perfect teacher." I mumble against her lips before biting on her bottom lip causing her to tug on my hair while moaning into my mouth. "As much as I love kissing you, Jill and Wes are waiting for me near the football field." I say, reluctantly pulling way, Demi pouts at me before pressing her lips against mine again.
"You're not getting high again are you?"
"I can only handle it once during school otherwise the rest of the teachers would notice."
"What do you mean once, are you high right now?" Demi asks, staring into my eyes and then punching the top of my arm. "Seriously you need to stop smoking it in school, you might be my little badass but I don't want you getting suspended."
"I'll be fine; I've been doing this for the past two years."
"That's not the point, you need to stop."
"I'll try, but I will come round to yours tonight with a few joints." I whisper against Demi's neck before slowly kissing to just under her ear.
"Mm, you're a bad influence, you know that right?"
"Yep." I say popping the p and then turning around to open the door, I walk out with Demi following me.
"I'll get Marissa to come and pick you up about five." Demi says as we make our way to the front of the class room. I grab my bag of the ground before slinging it over my shoulder and then walk towards the door.
"I'll text you in a bit." I say, winking at Demi and then leaving, I close the door behind me before walking towards the football field. I pull the door open and make my way towards the sound of the football team practicing.
When I get there I notice that the cheerleading squad are practicing as well. I walk towards Wes and Jillian, they're sat on the seats we keep there, and they're both eating lunch.
"Come on losers, the cheerleaders are practicing, you know this is the only time I'm interested in sport." I say smirking at Jillian while I grab a fry off her.
"You're a whore." Wes says, standing up and wrapping his arm around me, I slap his chest as Jillian stands up. She grabs her bag as Wes pulls me from under the bleachers and then towards the steps. We walk up a few before Wes pulls me down a row and we sit down. I sit in the middle of Wes and Jillian before leaning back and placing my legs on the row in front of us. I watch the cheerleaders throwing each other in the air, forming pyramids and chanting things I'm not even listening to because I'm too busy watching them in their skimpy outfits.
"Jennel."
"Jennel!" Wes yells, clicking in front of my face as Jillian slaps the top of my arm.
"What?!" I yell back, turning to face him and grabbing his hat off his head and then putting on mine.
"Stop ogling the cheerleaders, you've fucked them all anyway."
"Yea, but I'd do some of them again." I reply, smirking at him and then biting my bottom lip when I see the cheer coach in her Nike tank top and knee length shorts, with her washed out blonde hair tied up with only her bangs hanging down.
"I told you, you're a sex addict."
"No I'm not, I hate you." I say, pouting at Jillian before turning to face the football field again.
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(4:54pm) Demi: Marissa is on her way, she's in her car so y'ano just chill outside yours until she gets there :P 3
I lock my phone and shove it into my pocket before getting off the sofa and grabbing my jacket off the back of the sofa. I slide it on before grabbing my vans off the floor and putting them on, I then get Wes' snapback off the arm of the sofa and put it on before finally walking towards the door. I grab my keys off the side and then open the door before walking out. I slam the door shut then lock it behind me; I shove the keys into my pocket and make my way down the stairs.
When I get outside I lean against the wall while waiting for Marissa to turn up. CeCe drives past and stops the car in front of me before getting out and walking up to me. She slams me against the wall before glaring at me.
"Can I help you?" I say, pushing her off me and brushing myself off.
"Thanks for letting me go."
"You're welcome."
"Who is she?!" She screams at me, pinning me to the wall again by my wrists.
"What're you on about?"
"Who is better than me?! Who have you replaced me with?!" She yells in my face, her breath hitting my face as she inches closer to me.
"We were never anything CeCe; therefore I'm not replacing you." I say, staring into her bloodshot eyes, yep she's high.
"I thought I meant something to you, you're just a fucking whore!" She screams into my face before smashing her lips against mine. I push her back and she glares at me before slapping me. She goes to slap me again but I grab her wrist and then spin us around before grabbing her other wrist, so I've got her pinned her against the wall.
"It was just sex and you fucking know that CeCe. We agreed that it was just sex, something that you couldn't get off Nick."
"Well I didn't fucking expect to fall for you did I?!" She yells, wriggling to get her hands free.
"Well fall for Nick again, I don't want you. I'm sorry but I don't." I say, staring into her eyes. She locks her jaw and balls her fists before ripping her wrists out of my grip and then slapping me before punching my face. She knocked me backwards; I bring my hand to my face and brush my fingers against my lip as I feel blood running down my chin.
"I don't want Nick, I want you! Why can't you fucking see that?!" She yells, going to punch me again, I flinch and shut my eyes waiting for her to hit me. When I'm not hit I slowly open my eyes and notice Marissa holding CeCe's arm in the air. CeCe is glaring at Marissa and Marissa is smirking at CeCe, oh god.
"Who's this Jen?" Marissa asks, glancing towards me before bringing her free arm to my face and then wiping my lip slightly before turning back to glare at CeCe.
"Marissa, this is CeCe."
"So this is the slut you're fucking instead of me." CeCe hisses, glaring at Marissa. I let out a small laugh causing Marissa to turn to me, she winks at me before answering CeCe.
"Yep, that's me and I'm a better fuck than you ever were." Marissa answers, tightening her grip on CeCe's wrist. Okay I like this side of Marissa; she's feisty and slightly hot.
"She's probably just using you like she used me."
"Fucking hell CeCe shut up. You used me too, you used me for sex, parties and drugs so don't fucking pull that one!" I scream at her, she somehow rips out of Marissa's grip and punches the side of my face.
"You are really pissing me off now little miss peroxide!" Marissa slams CeCe against the wall and stares into her eyes. "You need to leave Jennel alone. Do not talk to her or text her again. If you're both at the same party, ignore her."
"I-I can't."
"Yes you can, it's not that fucking hard. You see her, you go the other way. You want sex; you go fuck that boyfriend of yours. Are we clear?!" Marissa fires out at CeCe before releasing her and placing her hand in mine. She tangles out fingers together before pulling me towards her car; she looks down at me and shakes her head at me.
"What?"
"As if I just saved you from a crazy ex."
"She's not an ex; she's…well I don't know what she is." I reply as Marissa slides her car keys out of her pocket and unlocks the car.
"Pretty hot though."
"She was a good fuck." I say as we get into the car. Marissa begins to drive towards the apartment; I get bored so I begin to mess around with things in the car, flipping the sun visor up and down until Marissa glares at me and then opening the window. I then pull open the glove box and notice a black thong on top of a few CD cases; I smirk before picking it up and waving it in front of Marissa.
"Okay that's Dallas', give it back." She says, snatching it off me and then stuffing it into her pocket. I smirk while looking at her. "What?"
"I can't believe that you're fucking Demi's sister."
"Well I am her girlfriend, what did you think we did? Sat there and cuddled? Have you seen her, how can I not want to fuck her?"
"Got to admit she is pretty hot." I say, looking towards her and smirking at her.
"Excuse me Garcia that Lovato is mine."
"Well it's a good job I prefer Demi isn't it?" I mutter as we pull up outside the apartment block, Marissa shuts the engine off and we get out before walking towards the door. She unlocks it and then we make our way to the apartment. I push the door open and walk in, with Marissa behind me. Demi is sat on the sofa wearing a 'Dallas Cowboy's' hoodie and a pair of skinny jeans, her hair is tied up and she's marking work.
I kick my shoes and then walk towards the sofa, I sit next to Demi. I rest my head on her shoulder and she leans down to kiss the top of my head while still managing to mark the work in front of her. Marissa shuts the door and then walks towards us.
"What the fuck took you so long?" Demi asks, looking towards Marissa.
"Take a look at Jennel, and then ask her."
Demi looks down at me, I hide my head in the crook of her neck but she cups my face attempting to make me look at her. I sigh and let her lift my face up, she gasps when she sees what I look like. I've got a busted lip, again and a bruise on the side of my face.
"Who did this?"
"It doesn't matter Demi." I mutter, running my finger through my hair.
"Was it Spencer?!"
"No it wasn't him." Marissa answers Demi glances towards her before looking at me again.
"Then who the fuck was it?!"
"It was CeCe." I say, brushing my fingers over my lip and then slightly hissing in pain.
"What the hell, why has she done this?!"
"She turned up outside while I was waiting for Marissa, she pinned me against the wall and screamed at me."
"Why? I'm so confused right now." Demi mumbles, I giggle slightly but only because she looks cute when she's confused.
"Because I've moved on and she can't take it. She's fallen for me, but she now thinks that Marissa is a better fuck than her." I say, smirking at Marissa as she sits next to me.
"What? I'm even more confused now."
"Well, Marissa turned up and got CeCe off me. CeCe asked if Marissa is the one that replaced her, and then your lovely best friend said yes along with the fact that she is a better fuck then CeCe." I say, giggling as Marissa attempts to clean up my lip.
"Hey I also slammed her against a wall and called her little miss peroxide." Marissa says, wiping over my lip, I whimper before pouting at her.
"Oh dear god, I thought Jennel was bad but you just seem to make it worse." Demi says, looking towards Marissa.
"Whatever, I'm going to see Dallas once I've cleaned Jennel up."
"Remember to give her that thong back." I say, glancing at Marissa and then smirking at her.
Marissa just punches my thigh before standing up and walking into the kitchen, I turn to face Demi and she kinks her eyebrow at me.
"Care to explain?"
"I found a thong in Marissa's car; she said it belonged to Dallas."
"Ew, that's disgusting never mention that again."
"Oh shut up Demi, it's not like you don't know what we're doing." Marissa says smirking at us as she grabbing her keys off the side and then walking towards the door.
"Shut up right now, I do not need to know what you and my sister do!" Demi yells, launching a cushion at Marissa as she opens the front door.
"See you tomorrow D."
"Urg I hate her sometimes. Can we just cuddle, watch TV and eat Chinese food?" Demi asks, resting her head on the shoulder as Marissa slams the door shut behind her. Demi looks up at me and then beings to pout at me. I giggle before I lean down, I then press my lips against hers.
"Sure, I'd do anything as long as it was with you."
"Well aren't you adorable?" Demi says, kissing me again and then giggling when I whine because she bit my lip and it fucking hurt! "Sorry baby."
"Whatever just go and order the food." I reply, moving away from her and crossing my arms over my chest. Demi giggles before straddling me and unfolding my arms, I kink my eyebrow at her and she just leans forwards and then presses her lips against mine. I turn my head to the side but she pouts at me, I turn to face her again while I wrap my arms around her.
"That's better, now give me a kiss and then I'll order the food."
I press my lips against Demi's before parting her lips with my tongue, causing her to moan into my mouth. I smirk against her lips and then pull away, she pouts at me before kissing me again.
"Excuse me, order the damn food and you can have as many kisses as you want."