How was your day? (chapter 2)

unedited

Play this song- Siren 042- Lala Lala & WHY?

The drive to school felt off. "Fireworks" by Katy Perry was blasting through the speakers. Nathan always listens to Taylor Swift. And when I say always, I mean Always! Nathan seems to be deep in his thoughts. My guess is because today's the first day of school. Also, we're officially seniors.

Which I still can't believe. I spent two months twenty-four days away from those perky blonde drama bitches, pimple popping jerks, and the horny animals that are so-called teenagers. Not to mention I have to deal with Hayden and his group of jocks. Confusing I know right.

To be honest, I don't mind school, but if it weren't for the swim & dive team and my creative writing class. I'm pretty sure I would hate it. The closer we got to school the more distracted nathan had seemed to be like something was on his mind. I even squeezed his thigh to reassure him that everything was okay. He just smiled and nodded. Something's definitely wrong.

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We had at least 20 minutes to kill before the bell rung. Nathan and I choose to enjoy the sight of our school. Well, Nathan did. I, on the other hand, was checking him out.

In comparison to me, Nathan had good taste in clothes, or at least every girl in our school thought so. Including me of course! Today his outfit was on point. He was wearing white Nikes, khakis, and a white shirt. A smile grew on my face when I notice he was wearing the gold chain, and watch I bought him last Christmas. The jewelry made his outfit pop even more.

His hair was messy, but his stable features made him look even cuter. However, he has this don't fuck with me look on his face, but his eyes have this warm soft caramel color. It's very rare that you'll see Nathan smile or even laugh. Except when it comes to me. He's a softie and I love it.

When he catches me staring, he pulls me into his rock hard chest. Lifting my chin. He studies each feature on my face with his eyes. His large rough hands slide down my sides to my waist. When he squeezes I lightly whimper having him chuckle a little. Slowly leaning into each other our lips connect.

We move slowly in sync. As deep groans and moans erupt from the back of Nathan's throat. My hands travel up his back to the nape of his neck. Lightly biting my bottom lip. I respond by opening my mouth a little granting him more access to my tongue. Deepening our kiss even more. Nathan's hands wander down my hips to my cheeks giving each a light squeeze.

A loud cough caused me to jump and accidentally pinch Nathan. Reflexes. He looked more than irritated when he looked up at who distracted our session.

As I turn around I see that Beth and Hayden were staring like hawks. Beth was smiling so wide you could see that her lips were turning a white shade.

Hayden had a hard scowl on his face. I was getting it today for sure. Scared was the last thing I was feeling. Mortified is how I felt. It couldn't have been worse than when Tommy Stevens pulled down my pants during the Back to school show and tell assembly in front of the whole 3rd grade. Yea elementary wasn't the best years of my life. Giving Nathan a quick peck and wave goodbye. I decided to walk away as if my sister and her boyfriend hadn't caught me and Nathan having sex with our mouths.

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After getting my schedule and my books, I wandered around campus. Plugging my earphones into my ears. I blast my favorite destiny child album into my ears. usually, during school mornings, I would find myself in the library doing research on colleges or in the pool swimming off my morning laziness. But it's senior year I should try something different!

Spotting Nathan standing along the wall. I decided to walk over to him. I stop dead in the middle of my walk. Tristen. Fucking. King. Tristen hates my guts. Why? I'll never know. But she has made it her mission to flirt with Nathan since the day he asked me to junior year homecoming. She's also Beth's Bff. Therefore; it's even worse because Beth tells her everything about Nathan and my relationship. Tristen is stroking Nathans his muscular arm. My Nathan! My fucking boyfriend at that!

Turning fast on my heels I head in the opposite direction.

Deporting away from the awkward scene I've just witnessed. The universe decided to decline my actions and decided that I should bump into brick wall instead of fleeing the flirting session behind me. My butt hits the floor so hard I could feel my tears welling up in my eyes. Desperately waiting to drop down my cheeks the burning sensation became nearly overwhelming. Yet, I bite my lip and stand up as if the person in front of me wasn't making me feel the utter least uncomfortable.

"How does it feel?" He says low enough for me to hear. I kept my head dropped so low could feel my chin touching my chest. "You know he wants to fuck her, right?" I couldn't help it. I gasped and suddenly a flash of pain struck my heart. I couldn't believe the sinister words coming out of his mouth. Especially because earlier he was the exact opposite! "Look at me," he demands talking in his low voice once again. He knew how much dominating power he held over me yet he still liked to remind me. Looking up his eyes were studying mines. He knew I was in pain. He always knew. "Hayden, please," I begged in hopes he would let me go I couldn't do it today. "Whatever Sky," he says walking around me as if he was disappointed in my response.

I made a run for it.

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The rest of the day was a blur. Between the introductions and the "this is your last year so make the most of it speeches," I felt whipped and honestly hurt. I didn't speak to Nathan since I had seen him with Tristen. The weird part of it all is I'm not mad. But even though I'm not mad a part me still feels a little hurt. Deciding to relieve some of the tension that's weighing my shoulders down I choose to go to the school gym and swim in the pool. Even though it's not swimming season the swim team swimmers are allowed to visit after and before school.

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After the relieving shower pressure in the locker rooms. I walked over to Nathan's football practice. Due to the fact, it's 5:30 and it ends at 6:00. Walking up the bleachers, I sit down, watching the boys play. Each guy had a different type of aura surrounding them but of course my eyes caught the flash of red before anything else.

Hayden? "He made quarterback," I whispered to myself. On perfect timing, Hayden head snapped my way. he had this daringly cocky look on his face. as if he knew i watching him and in a weird way, he seemed happy about it. until coach brown yelled at him for staring. Of course I received a questioning look from Coach Brown. I simply waved and smiled. No response just an eyebrow raise. Okay that's probably another phone call to my dad. Looking around for Nathan, who still hasn't appeared, made me feel worried. Maybe he went to the showers early. I hope...

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Thirty minutes later, Nathan still hadn't appeared, and I was stuck at school. That's great, the first day, and I'm already regretting coming to school. Right when I was about to dial my dads number.

Hayden calls my name. He was wearing joggers and a loose white shirt. Considering his face was stained with dirt and sweat. Practice was rough. Although he still looked good even coming out of football practice. He still smelled completely horrible.

"Hey, you need a ride?" He says in a completely different tone than earlier. I didn't understand our relationship either. I don't even think a relationship could describe us. I wanted to say no so badly, but I did need one so badly. So I said yes.

Hayden's car was different than Nathan's it was red and had a convertible hood. Whenever it started it made a loud rumble. Compared to Nathan's. Exact opposite. Inhaling the scent of his car I can't help but feel like its been forever since I've been in his car.

The ride home was absolutely silent. No radio. No small talk. I couldn't even hear Hayden breathe. The only thing that could be heard in the car was the sound of the A.C blowing cold air (Thanks to California's unfair heat) and my thoughts roaming around in big white clouds above my head.

We finally pulled into my driveway. Eager to leave the car I pull the handle only for it snap back just as hard."What's going on with you and Nathan?" Hayden questions as he turns off his car. Not making an effort to press the pretty little black button to his left. I wanted to ask him the same thing, but instead, I said nothing. "We're good," I say trying to sound normal even though I know he knows the truth. He always knows my truths.

"It's just this morning you were sucking each other faces off, and then the both of you disappeared the rest of the day," he says matter of factly. What the fuck? Was he playing detective watching our every move? "I don't know Hayden, how are you and Beth? I snap. Regret instantly fills my head.

My face was turning red. I could feel it spreading through my cheeks, but he has no right to ask questions about my boyfriend and my relationship.

"I'm sorry about today okay-" He says quickly. His tone is clearly agitated and unapologetically. But he said sorry?

"Let me out, Hayden!" Before an argument can be started I swing open the door when I hear the sound of the click, slamming his car door shut. I barely made it in the house before I heard his tires screeching in reverse.

Okay maybe I was overreacting but it still wasn't fair how my day was going. I just really needed to cry. Even the strong can feel weak. But who am I kidding I've never been strong only weak.

Unfortunately, my privacy isn't as important. The room door bursts open. I'm at loss for words at this point.