Author's note: I got a review on chapter 1 & 3-fuck yes-and I appreciate it

I got up off the bed and he walked down the hallway, opening the door to the left. He had led me to a bathroom. "Riley what is this about?" I asked confused.

"I want to see you, the real you" he said turning the faucet knob. The water began to run.

I took a deep breath while looking at myself in the mirror, then looked towards Riley who was leaning on the wall with his arms folded.

"Okay fine-I'll do it"

After 8 minutes of scrubbing my makeup off with soap and water, my face was finally fresh and clean. I looked at myself in the mirror with sad eyes. I was back to looking disgusting again. I felt Riley's hand moving the hair out of my face.

"Damn, your freckles make you look cute as fuck" he said smiling.

"Whatever you say" I said in a low tone

I was about to make my way out of the bathroom door, until Riley pulled me back and kissed me. His kiss was soft and gentle, but got deeper the longer we kissed. It was nice, but I had to stop myself by pushing him back a bit.

"What's wrong?- I thought everything was coo with us" he asked, giving me a confused look

" Riley- you're 14 years old"

He laughed at my reply "You gotta be kiddin me right. You only a year older than me Zoey—so tell me what's really up?"

I stood there silent. I had no answer for him and I honestly didn't even know why I was stopping him. Maybe I just wasn't ready for affection. –I watched him take a few steps back away from me.

"I get it-You don't think I'm good enough for you huh? Not classy enough?"

"No, that's not true.."

"Then what is it? Why you acting like you ain't feelin a nigga?"

I sighed and shook my head. I couldn't believe how defensive he was getting. One moment he was sweet and caring, the next moment, he was ready to explode.

"It's just—Im not used to this kind of stuff okay?- I never did anything like this. I've been antisocial for so long and it just feels weird to show affection with someone"

He looked at me and gave me a slight smile " well, I can definitely help you come out your shell"

"That would take a miracle" I said walking out of the door. Riley followed behind me as I made my way to his room.

"You wanna chill out and just watch a movie until my brother gets back?"

I looked at him and laughed. It was so funny how he easily got off track, but I was a girl who took my work very seriously. "Riley, we're supposed to be working on the Art project, remember?"

He pushed his arm out to the side " Pssh, man fuck that shit, we could do it tomorrow"

RILEY FREEMAN- POV

Spending time with Zoey was coo-I mean, even though she had a shitload of problems. I didn't trip off that because I knew I could make her change her ways. I knew I was capable of getting her out this darkness she closed herself in. I even told her I didn't want to see not one bit of makeup on her face for school the next day.

3rd period class, I sat in my desk leaned back with my hands behind my head, letting the sound of Ms. Burks talking about algebraic equations go from one ear and out the other. I had my mind on Zoey, and planned on asking her If I could go to her house after school. I stopped day dreaming once I noticed Cindy staring at me from the corner of my eye.

"whatchu lookin at?" I asked annoyed

"I heard you had that creepy bitch at yo house last night" she said in a low whisper

"That bitch Jazmine told you huh? I swear that ho got the biggest fucking mouth, can't keep a secret for shit" I said shaking my head from side to side.

"Oh-so it was supposed to be a secret?"

"Why don't you just worry about yours aight?- and stay out mine"

"I'm just trying to help you Riley..somethin ain't right with that bitch"

"Well I don't need your help, Zoey is the one who needs help and I can—'

"Mr. Freeman, do you want to move to the front of the class?" The teacher asked giving me a pissed off look. I shook my head "no thankyou, Ms. Burks". She turned around and continued writing on the board. My conversation with Cindy came to a stop, until the bell ringed and it was time to leave. Her messy ass couldn't wait to try and get something out of me.

"I'm not telling you Cindy" I said as we walked down the halls together, side by side.

"Come on Riley, we supposed to be friends,why does she need help? Is she sick?..evil?"

"No, just leave it alone because I'm not telling you shit"

"Aw, you cold as ice Reezy".

"Whatever nigga" I said walking off. I made my way to 4th period

ZOEY ANDERSON-POV

Surprisingly, school wasn't that bad today. I actually got a few compliments about my face. I decided to take some advice from Riley and not wear makeup to school, but I still was dressed in black. I walked over to my locker to get my text book for 5th period and saw the words SATAN'S FAVORITE SLUT in black marker on my locker. I couldn't believe someone would do this. I never messed with anyone at this school. I never caused trouble, so why would someone be so childish and cruel? I was glad nobody was around to see the shocked expression on my face. My heart was racing so fast as if it could explode from my chest and my hands began to shake. I started to get that urge. I needed to do it and FAST. I found my way to nearest restroom, luckily no one was in there.

I went inside the stall, looking for the small razor blade I kept in a small bag inside my booksack. "Come on, where are you?" I whispered anxiously. I finally found it- I pulled up my sleeve and let the blade glide across my skin. It made me feel so relieved. I put a wet paper towel on my arm to slow down the bleeding and covered my cut with a band-aid, I didn't plan on talking to the principal about the cruel words written on my locker. I decided to wipe it off myself, causing me to miss my whole 5th period class.

Author's note: okay to whoever is reading this- you're probably thinking WTF, but things will get better and by the way she's not evil and she believes in God. oh my goodness and if someone is silently reading, please speak up, so i can know if this story sucks ass or not?