I've got a bone to pick with you

"The one they left behind fearless, fight until we die. I am broken, The Wretched and Divine." My phone sang telling me it's time to wake up on this oh so wonderful Friday...I hate school. I muster up all my strength and lean on the corner of my bed but of course being me I slipped off when I couldn't get my comforter unwound from my feet. I rolled over and stared at my boring white ceiling. I laid like that for a few before pulling my legs out of the cocoon and getting up off my beige colored carpet. I walked into my bathroom.

I pulled off my clothes and brushed my teeth. When I was done with that I walked back into my room and looked through my dresser for something to wear. I pulled out a blue and black plaid shirt and buttoned it over my red bra. I pulled on the matching underwear. I pulled on some ripped skinny jeans and a couple bracelets. I sat on the edge of my bed as I pulled on my socks. I walked back into my bathroom and did my make up and straightened my hair. I finished and decided I looked good enough to get made fun of today so I left the bathroom and slipped on my shoes.

I walked down stairs and Alana was sitting at my breakfast bar eating some cereal as every morning. "Morning." I said grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. I turned back to her and she just glared at me. "Hurry up, I wanna get to school." I said. She rolled her eyes. "You're gonna get caught one day." She warned standing up with her bowl putting it into the sink. "Shut up, we will not." I said grabbing my keys off the counter and picking up my back pack off the dinning room table, Alana following suit.

We slipped into my car and I started it. "You know, you're a strange one. You could have had any car you wanted and you go for this one." I pretended to cover my cars ears. "You don't speak like that in front of my baby." She rolled her eyes and shoved in her Sleeping with Sirens CD. I drove away from my house and we made our short drive to school. I pulled into my spot and got out of my car, it's a nice size car with a large wheel base, just the way I liked it. A Chevy Impala, 1967, just perfect for lunch rondevus.

We walked into the building and I headed to my locker. I opened it. "Hey, I'm gonna go to my locker." I turned to face Alana. "Sure, go ahead." I smiled at her as she walked off around the corner, but it quickly faded. She hates to leave me by myself cause some of the popular girls pick on me... wait did I say pick, I meant beat me up, hit me, call me names, and torture me. Just as I reached my hand in to grab another binder the locker was pushed and it closed on my hand, making me whip my hand to my chest.

"Fucking shit." I muttered staring at my cradled hand. "You deserved it." "What for?" I asked innocently looking up at my tormentors. Bree, Ashley and Lisa. "You get in our way and take up space." Bree answered for Lisa. Lisa and Ashley nodded. "Sorry." I mumbled, trying to get this confrontation over quickly. Ashley pushed me up against my locker, pushing her forearm into my neck, cutting off my breathing. I gripped her arm with my nails but she didn't let go.

Ashley let go, and I took a sharp breath in. "Who said you could breathe." Bree seethed, then punched me in the stomach knocking the air out of my lungs. I fell to the floor, leaned against the lockers, laying across the ground. Then they started kicking me. I covered my head, knowing from past experiences they liked to kick me there. "Hey! Hey! Leave her the fuck alone!" I heard my friend Avery yell. I heard foot steps and then the kicking stopped.

I was lucky they only got a couple in before he stepped in. "Fine! Have fun with your little skank, Lance!" Lisa said before storming off with Bree and Ashley trailing behind her. I sat up. "Uh, thanks Avery." I said and stood up. I pulled my back pack over my shoulder. I was used to the abuse and pain, my hand hurt a little and my upper two ribs on my right side but I knew I would be fine. "No problem." He said grabbing his binders out of our locker. He shut it and turned to me. "Where's Alana?" "Locker." I replied plainly.

He stood in front of me, reached down and picked my head up by the chin to look at his face. "Hey, don't believe them, alright? You're perfect." He smiled at me. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. "Thanks, Ave." "You're welcome." He said and Alana walked up. "Well, good morning." She said. I let go of Avery and we turned to Alana. "Ready for math?" I asked. They both groaned, that was the only class I had with the two of them, let alone Alana. Avery and I shared science too. We made our way down the hall way and into the math room. We all hated Mrs.Pizzuto.

She talked and talked and never shut up and never even taught just talked about her cats, yes multiple. She was a total cat lady. I stared out the window all of my first period and most of my second period until my name was called by Mr.Chez. "Ms.Colegrove, will you go to Mr.Gillian's office." He said. I threw my books into my bag and left my class room walking down the hallway towards the principal's office. I walked into the front office and stood there for a minute. Then I saw Ashley walk out of his office with a tissue in her hand and red eyes, but when she passed me she gave a smirk.

"Colegrove." He said. I was startled by the loudness but walked \back there anyways, against all my body's will. I walked in and he motioned for me to sit, so I did. "Alright, Ms.Colegrove. Ms.Owens came in and told me about the altercation you both had in the hall way this morning." "Oh she did?" I asked sarcasm dripping from my voice. "Yes she did and we have a zero tolerance policy but seeing as no punches were thrown" I rolled my eyes. "I'm gonna give you Friday school." My eyes shot up to meet his. "Seriously?" I asked, in a shocked tone, laced with a little attitude.

"Yes, Mam. This is not your first rodeo with how these things work now get back to class, report to portable 12 after school." I rolled my eyes again and sighed picking up my bag and leaving the office. I headed back towards history when the bell rang. I turned my body back around and walked to the only class I enjoyed, Music. I was the first one in here, even before Jack today. I walked over and took my seat at the back desk. I laid my head down and put my head phones in. I paid no attention to the bell ringing again signaling the beginning of class. But once I heard Jack I rested my head on my chin and watched him.

"Alright, remember that your original song with an instrument background is due Monday." A couple kids groaned, me I mentally smacked myself, I forgot about it. He finished talking and sat at his desk. We made eye contact and he smiled but I didn't, I just couldn't be bothered to use energy right now. I rested my head back down and turned my music up. Then my phone buzzed. I looked at it.

From Jackaroo:
Hey, what's got you bummed?

To Jackaroo:
Nothing, I'll tell you at lunch.

He left it at that and I sat like that all class period. I heard the bell again and I sat up pretending to pack up while everyone left. This was my lunch period and Jack's free period. I pulled out my head phone and stood up, dropping my bag atop my desk, I slipped my head phones into the front pocket when I heard the door shut. I zipped the pocket and walked over to his desk. I turned and face him while he picked me up and place me on the desk. I let my fingers play with the collar and buttons of his black dress shirt. "So what was wrong with you?" He asked. I looked up at him.

"Nothing, don't worry about it." I said and pulled his lips to mine by the collar of his shirt. His tongue traced my bottom lip and I granted him access. We played with one anothers tongues until I let him win, he explored my mouth. His fingers went to the buttons of my shirt and undid them. His right hand took hold of my left hip pulling me more to the edge while my legs spread apart so he could stand between them. "Just tell me. And nice bra." He said against my lips. "I got fucking detention and thanks it matches my underwear." His lips left my lips and left small kisses down my jawline before they attacked my neck.

"So you're a bad girl, you may need to be punished for that." He said against my neck, but then pulled up. "Wait, what kind of detention?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. "Fucking Friday school." "But-" "I know." I said and looked at him. "What did you do?" I was about to answer but a knock at the door made me bite my tongue. I jumped from the desk and started to button my shirt back. Jack fixed his collar and went to the door. He opened it and someone stepped in. "Hey, sorry about this, do you know what the code is for the copier and how to work it? I tried and was unsuccessful." A man asked with light brown hair.

I walked down to my desk and grabbed my bag. "I'll talk to you later Mr.Barakat-" I said but was interrupted by yet another person but not a teacher an administrator. "Mr.Barakat can I borrow you?" She asked. I watched as Jack internally groaned, he was about to say something when I spoke up. "I'll show him how to work the copier you go on, Mr.Barakat." I walked over to all the adults. "Thank you, Ms.Colegrove." Mrs.Majors said as she beckoned Jack to follow her. I turned to the teacher, I've never seen before. "Do you know where the copier is?" I asked.

His cheeks went flush. "I mean Yeah I totally do." He said sarcastically. I laughed and started out the class room. "Come on, I'll show you." I said as he followed me. We walked down the hallway and into another room. "Alright here we are, and next time I'll you have to say is I'm new and don't know what the fuck is going on." He laughed. "Thanks." I took the sticky note from his hand and turned to the machine, Jack and I have done a lot of things over the course of this year in this room. I typed the number in and turned to him.

"Alright, Mr....." "Gaskarth." "Ok, Mr.Gaskarth, You push this one and this one to copy and this one to punch holes and this one to staple. How many do you need?" I said taking the stack from him. "Uh...like 100. I didn't have enough this morning." "Ok." I made the copys, but we had to stand there and wait for them to be done. "So what is your name?" He asked. I moved my attention from the wall to his face. "Paige Colegrove, Senior. What subject do you teach?" I asked. "I teach several types of Literature." "Cool." I said as the copier beeped signaling the copys were done. I took the stack and handed them to him.

"Here you go." I said. He took the stack. "Thank you so much." He said giving me a smiled, I couldn't help but smile back, it was cute. "You're welcome." We left the copy room. Then the bell rang. I rolled my eyes, but at least it was science next. "Thank you again." Mr.Gaskarth said. I turned and waved and walked down the hall to my fifth period. I stepped in and took my seat at a lab tabled next to Avery. "Hey, I watched you get called to the front office, what happened?" I looked at him and let out a huff. "Fucking Ashley Owens went and told the principal about our "Altercation" this morning and he gave me fucking Friday school." I said putting air quotations around Altercation.

"That sucks." The bell rang. "I know and the worst part is he didn't even give me a fucking chance to explain myself-" "Ms.Colegrove?! Do you need to go to the office for fowl language?" Ms.Smith asked. I rolled my eyes and faced forward. "No, mam." "Good, now maybe I could start the lesson if you and Mr.Lance are done conversing?" She asked but I knew better than to answer, I just nodded and stared forward. "Alright class..." I tuned her out and thought about how now I would be stuck at school today with whatever teach they picked for detention today.

Eventually after 30 minutes of me being done with my work the bell rang and I leisurely made my way to my British Literature class, I hated it I sucked. I could read Shakespeare and all those terrible books but the Grammar and history behind it killed me, actually made me want to kill myself. Not to mention the Senior project. I stepped into the class room as the bell rang and made it to my assigned seat in the front. THANK YOU, Mr.Harbin. I mentally said as I took my seat. Then the door opened and in came Mr.Gillian. "Alright Mr.Harbin's 6th period. It is my displeasure to inform you that he passed away last Saturday and that is why you had a sub all week but now we've found his permanent replacement, Mr.Gaskarth here."

Then he stepped in. You could practically hear the girls gasp at him. I rolled my eyes and Mr.Gillian left as Mr.G stood in front of the class. "Ok, like said I'm your new Brit Lit teacher. Can anyone inform me on where you left off?" He asked. All the girls raised their hands and his eyes scanned the room and fell upon me, a smirk tugged at his lips. "Ms.Colegrove." He said. "Umm...-" "She doesn't know, she never shows up, she would never know." Ashley said. I turned in my desk and faced her three seats back to my right. "At least I have an excuse for it then, you're just plain stupid." I turned back around. "We're in the beginning of Beowulf, should be around chapter 7."

He looked stunned and the gasps and laughs that left a couple kids mouths gave me the smirk that went across my features as I leaned back in my seat. "Alrighty then." Mr.G said and clapped his hands then rubbed them together. "Why don't you get that out and start reading." The class groaned and he sat in his desk. I pulled out my book and started reading. About 10 minutes before class ended I pulled out my sketch pad and started drawing the Blink-182 symbol, for fun. I looked up at Mr.G and we made eye contact, and he looked away fast covering a blush and I went back to drawing.

Was he watching me? No. I went back to drawing and the bell rang shortly after. I went to put my books in my bag but Ashley walked up and pushed them off my desk. I looked up at her and she smirked back. I leaned down to grab them but Mr.G picked them up first. He handed them to me. "Hey, question?" I said and zipped my back pack up. "Shoot." He said. "Do you mind if I wait out the major crowd in here...?" "Sure go ahead, I have to stay after school anyways." He said and went back to his desk. I sat on my desk and pulled out my phone.

To Jackaroo:
Hey do you wanna give me a ride home from detention? I'm gonna give Alana my keys.

To My Breast Friend<3:
I'm in Lit classroom, come get my keys.

I opened back up my messages.

From Jackaroo:
Sure, What did you do again? And sorry about earlier.

To Jackaroo:
It's fine, I'll tell you later, thanks. ;D You will be rewarded.

From My Breast Friend<3:
Okey Dokey! :)

I put my phone into my pocket and stared ahead which happened to be Mr.G's desk. We made eye contact again and he turned away again. I heard a knock at the door and turned to see Alana and Avery standing at the door. I stood up and walked over. "Here go, don't scratch her and no drifting." Alan rolled her eyes and Avery laughed. She took the keys from my hands. "Alright, Mom!" She said. I leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Get on home." I said. "Wait, how you getting home, do I need to come back?" "Nope, I got a ride." "Paige?" She warned. "Alright, woman! Just this once then ok?" "You said that last time."

I pushed the two of them out the door and said bye. I turned back into the room and grabbed my bag. "Thanks for letting me chill." I said. "Welcome." He said picking up his own bag. I walked over to the double doors and out to the portable 12. I tried to open the door but it was locked. I sighed and push my back against the wall and slid down. I sat there with my eyes closed and sang along to music in my head way to lazy to get my ipod out. "Because I fell in love with the girl at the rock show she said "what?" and I told her that I didn't know-" "Nice voice, and taste in music." I opened my eyes to see Mr.G standing there.

I stood up. "Thanks. You doing Friday school today?" I asked. He took keys out and unlocked the door. "Yep, and I was told earlier that you were the only kid to get into trouble enough to have Friday school." The door swung open and we stepped inside. "Yep, that would be me. I practically live in detention." "Well after the comeback earlier I can tell why, even though it was a good one." I set my bag down and looked at him as he set his down. "Well she deserved it, she's the reason I'm in here." He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Oh yeah?" I nodded. "Alright, so I have a project due Monday do you mind if I work on it? It requires a guitar."

"Nope go right on and do what you want." He said throwing me the keys. I turned to open the back room where they kept stuff for you to use while in detention, extra books and paper and stuff. "Thanks Mr.Gaskarth." "Ugh, please call me Alex. Mr.Gaskarth is weird and makes me feel old." I laughed and pulled out an acoustic. I walked back out and handed him the keys. "Alright." I walked over to an open spot on the floor with my music folder picking one of my songs to practice and do on Monday.

He sits in his cell,
And he lays on his bed.
Covers his head and closes his eyes.
He sees a smoking gun,
And the coward he ran.
And in his arms is the bleeding
Love of his life.

And she cried,
"Kiss it all better,
I’m not ready to go.
It’s not your fault, love,
You didn’t know, you didn’t know."

Her hands are so cold,
And he kisses her face
And says, “Everything will be all right."
He noticed the gun,
And his rage grew inside.
He said, “I’ll avenge my lover tonight”.

And she cried,
"Kiss it all better,
I’m not ready to go.
It’s not your fault love,
You didn’t know, you didn’t know."

Now he sits behind prison bars,
25 to life and she's not in his arms.
He couldn’t bring her back with a bullet to the heart
In the back of a man who tore his world apart.

He holds on to her memory,
All it is, is a memory.
Hey, hey.

He cries,
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.

Kiss it all better,
I’m not ready to go.
It’s not your fault love,
You didn’t know, you didn’t know.

(Kiss it all better.)
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.
Stay with me until i fall asleep,
Stay with me.
(kiss it all better.)
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.
Stay with me until I fall asleep,
Stay with me.

I finished. Alex started to clap. I looked up at him as he walked over and sat on the ground across from me. "That was excellent!" He said. I blushed. "Oh thanks." "Alright you actually worked on something and seam like a really cool person, I mean you listen to Blink and write great music, so why don't we say we stayed the full hour and head off?" He suggested. I couldn't tell by his facial expression where he meant me with him or just home so I went with the second. "Sure let me call my ride, Thanks Alex." He smiled but it seamed semi forced. "Sure." He stood back up and went to his bag. I took the guitar to the back and called Jack.

Jack: Hey!
Me: Alright, I'm good. He's letting me out early.
Jack: Right, I'll pick you up in the Senior lot then.
Me: Sounds good.

I hung up and left the back room. I locked the door and grabbed my bag. Alex followed me out the door. "Alright, I look forward to seeing you monday and hearing how you did with your project." Alex said. I blushed and smile. "Yeah, me too." We parted ways and I walked over to the senior lot. I saw Jack's car and slipped in. "Hey, babe." He said and leaned over and gave me a kiss. "Hey." I smiled once he pulled away off towards my house. "So how would you like to stay the whole weekend?" I asked him leaning across the console a little. "I mean how could I resist you?" He said leaning into to quickly peck my lips.

"Good, I wanted to cuddle and watch movies all weekend." I said sitting back. He looked over at me and I giggled. "No, that too but I bought some new bras and underwear, and wanted to know what you thought." A smile tugged at his lips. "Sounds perfect, can we cuddle in your bra and underwear?" He asked. "Maybe, but I don't think Alana will appreciate that. "When does she ever?" "Never." We both laughed. "So where's your dad this week?" "'Mali, on a business trip saving peoples lives." "Sorry he wont be here for your birthday, babe." I looked at my hands furrowing my eyebrows while trying not to cry. "It's ok..." I said as we pulled up to my house. It was a larger house with a long drive way, that sits on 2.5 acres so we wont be caught. We got out and walked in. We walked in and set our stuff down.

Notes

Yay! New story! Please tell me what you think... I'm sort of... I don't know how to explain it if you like it tell me and I'll continue or else I may just delete it.. By the way not my lyrics but He is we's lyrics to Kiss it all better! Thanks! :) LOVES

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