A/N: So hello everyone! So I got 75 reviews! :)
By the end of this chapter I would love 87 reviews. Not too much so I think that you all can do it! :)
Plus, this is the last chapter of the story. After I got my 87 reviews I'm starting the Sequel: Returning Memories.
So yeah, 87 reviews!
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I gently pushed open the door to Ms. Nawrot's classroom I saw that Jamila and Brittany were already sitting in the front row.
I slid into the seat next to Brittany and prepared for my teachers reaction to our absence on the trip.
"So," She started as she got out of her chair.
She started to walk around the room.
"I trusted you all to drive by yourselves on this field trip and what do you do, you ditch the field trip. That's the last time I let you kids drive by yourselves. Now, what is your excuse for your disappearance?" She said and stopped right in front of my desk.
Alright Alexx, do your thing.
I sniffled, "Well, we were all looking forward to this amazing field trip that you set up but during the trip I got a very disturbing call." I made my eyes start to water and looked up at her wrinkled face.
Her face changed from mad to sorrow.
"What happened honey!?" She asked and plopped herself down on top of my desk.
Fake Tears started to form and the first one fell down my face when I cried, "Scott's mom called my phone saying that Uncle Jake had, had,"
I choked on the word, making sure she believed me.
"That he had what honey?" She placed her hand on my shoulder.
"That he had gotten into a car accident. So I brought my closest friends to the airport and we flew back home to visit him. He's my only family left so I had to be there." I lied.
"Yeah, he has a fractured hip and his right arm is broken in three pieces." Brittany explained.
"Aww, you poor girl," The teacher stood.
"I still have to punish all of you though. So I'll go light on you. You have detention today and all next week, including the all day weekend." She sighed and opened the door, waving us out the door.
We all stood up and walked out the door.
"Nice, crying," Scott said, air-quoting crying.
He high-fived me and walked back to class.
Jamila, Brittany and I just stood there.
"So, a high-five is good." Brittany broke the silence.
"Sure," I replied and walked down the hall back to class.
I spent the rest of the day going to my classes normally and finally the day ended.
"Time to go to detention," I thought.
I ran out to my car to get my Ipod and notebook.
"Might as well listen to something in detention," I thought as I opened my car door and snatched my Ipod up.
As I started to cross the school's front lawn I glanced around me.
Everyone was just hanging around, either talking or playing around.
Then I stopped people-watching when I saw Chelsea and Scott fighting.
"Chelsea, we're over. Get over it," Scott said and started to walk away.
"Scott," Chelsea yelled and ran in front of him so he had to stop.
"No, I'm not cheating on you! He's lying." She lied.
Uh, what a skank. Scott is a guy that you don't cheat on, he's too amazing.
"No, you were cheating on me. I'm not stupid. Besides, I like someone else."
I swear my heart stopped.
I felt someone behind me and turned around, "OH MY GOSH!" Brittany screamed when I faced her.
"He's not talking about me..." I denied
"He totally is and you know it." Brittany replied.
I started walking away and called out, "Come on Brittany, we're going to be late to detention in a few minutes."
I walked into Ms. Nawrot's class and popped in my speakers and got lost in my music.
The time went by and I looked around the room.
Scott was sleeping, Jamila was texting under her desk, and Brittany was drawing squiggly lines on a notepad.
Time passed by and the clock finally hit 5:00.
I rushed out of the room with Brittany and Jamila following behind.
I dropped them both off and headed back home.
My teachers were so nice that they gave me homework in every subject known to man.
Textbook work as well, great.
I put my purse downstairs, went upstairs and dumped all my homework on my queen size bed.
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A/N: Yes, Yes. Even I in real life don't have a queen size but I can dream right? ;)
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"Alright, let's start with math…" I whispered to myself.
Wow, Mr. Drovers really likes to give us advanced equations.
It's not like we use any of this information in real life.
The algebra didn't take me long, music helps me work faster.
Right when I cracked open my science textbook the song Don't Forget by Demi Lovato started playing.
Did you forget that I was even alive?
Did you forget what we were feeling inside?
Now, I'm left to forget, about us…
All of the sudden, half way through the song I heard a footstep on the floor of my balcony next to my bean bags.
I got up slowly, praying I don't make a sound and made my way over to the door.
I peeked a little to the right and saw that this person wore white vans.
Hmm, interesting, they wouldn't wear that to come fight me.
I did as I was trained and turned and punched to wear the victims head would be.
Instead I was grabbed by my arm and pinned me against the side of my house.
Both of my hands were above my head in a professional position the CSOA teaches.
I tilted my head up a bit and was caught staring into a pair of deep sea, shimmering blue eyes.
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A/N: So I was going to leave you there and make another chapter but I'm nice! :D
Continue, and remember, 87 REVIEWS!
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"Scott, let me go, and what are you doing on my balcony?" I said aggravated.
He could've just rang the door bell and I would've let him in for anything he wanted. It's that simple.
He didn't move just stood there pressed up against me and finally spoke,
"Hey, I just wanted to say a few things."
If he wanted to just say some stuff why does he need to be pressing himself on me awkwardly?
"If you want to say something, why am I pinned?" I asked annoyed.
He gently got off me a little.
"I just wanted to thank you for helping me in the mission and all."
"You're Welcome," I said as I felt my Ipod almost slip out of my hand.
He must've noticed me trying to grasp it so he grabbed it and looked through the songs, still keeping me pinned against the stone wall.
While he browsed through my play list I looked around.
It was still a bit sunny but a few clouds covered the balcony, the air smelled like Axe; Chocolate, since well, I'm breathing Scott's air, and it was a pretty normal temperature day.
As I tried to calculate what degree in my head, a song blasted through my left eardrum.
Scott had taken the other and I immediately recognized the song: The (Shipped) Gold Standard by Fall out Boy.
It was my second most listened to song on my Ipod and I absolutely loved it.
"You like Fall Out Boy?" I asked.
He chuckled, "Yeah, they're my favorite rock band."
"Same here," I replied.
Then as the chorus come around we both looked at each other with eyes that you could only give one person.
I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs…
He let go of me, but I didn't move from my place.
But I'm afraid that someone else will hear me…
He moved closer to me and I felt my heart go on overdrive.
"Where'd you go after the mission, you kind of disappeared." I asked curiously.
"Home, to see my parents and tell them I was okay. Also, to do something," He moved closer and now I was pressed against his evenly toned body.
"To do what," I questioned.
"I broke up with Chelsea, though after school today she wouldn't leave me alone." He replied casually.
"Why'd you break up with her you two were good together?" I lied.
Chelsea will never be good with anyone, stupid skank.
"I didn't like her anymore, I found someone else." He eyed my lips, which is un-normal.
"Which is…?" I asked, probably knowing the answer.
And without making one sound he kissed me, tenderly. And then again, and again…
Well, you get it.
And I let him kiss me. I've waited so long for him and he finally came around.
He belongs with me, we belong together.
And just like a movie, my Ipod started playing the song You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift.
I giggled and just stayed on my balcony with Scott for a while.
Have you ever thought just maybe, you belong with me?
You belong with me…
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A/N: So aww, happy ending! :D
Everyone loves those. :)
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NOTE: I didn't read over this chapter for mistakes so please if there are any just ignore them. :D
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