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That Girl

Chapter 1.5 (Tay)

Taylor woke up early that morning to find that it was gorgeous outside. So since she had time to get ready before the bus came she out on her favorite glamour kills shirt and some skinny jeans. She careful did her hair and had hig hopes that today would be different. She hopped onto the bus while saying goodmorning to her Jamaican bus driver Jamal who nodded at her. With blink-182 screaming in her ear she tapped her hands on her knees while singing along. "Josie, your my, sens of most frustration..." she barely got through that when the bus abruptly stopped and let the kids out. She did her usual morning routine of going up the 3 flights of stairs and grabbing all of her books, then jogging back down stairs to the library where she sat with her friends Dan, Ben and Sasha. Halfway through a conversation with Dan about non-Newtonian liquids when Chey, her ex girlfriend walked out of the nerd lab. Quickly she looked down and became silent. "holy shit she's flawless" Tay thought to herself but tried to keep it cool and hide the pain that she felt when she looked in Chey's light brown eyes. After she struggled through that always couple of minutes where she just sat there staring and her iPod pretending to be doing something, she heard the bell blaze and she quickly got up and bolted for the door. "sometimes I just can't take it" she thought to herself. To most it wouldn't seem like a big deal but Chey was Tay's first love that she actually loved. There had been many others but Chey had temporarily stopped all the pain. She walked into her first period class and greet her teacher with a slight not and a mumbled "goodmorning ma'am". While sitting in enlist class there was nothing for her to do but sit and think of all the ways Chey had touched her and made her feel alive. Made her feel wanted. Made her feel beautiful. "Ahh fuck it", she thought, "I've go my fucking cats". Or atleast that was her whole focus until the door knob turned and a sweat, raspy voice said, "uhh I'm new here, sorry I'm a bit late".

Notes

So to get this straight the story is from the pov of two different girls, Cheyenne and Taylor and occasionally a boy.

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