I Hate You. Really? I Love You. part 2

This story is dedicated to Chelsea Thompson, my amazing older sister! Happy eighteenth Chelsea! I love you!

"Mary Joe, Lisa always the same, THAT'S NOT MY NAME! THAT'S NOT MY NAME! THAT'S NOT MY NAME! ...are you  calling me darling...are you calling me bird? THAT'S NOT MY NAME!" I sang loudely. "Keep it down!" my sister yelled from the other room. I smiled. I was in a very good mood. I changed the song on my ipod to "Shut Up and Let Me Go" also performed by the Ting Tings. I plugged my ipod into the speakers and turned the volume up. I jumped on my jumped with a hairbrush and started dancing to the long intro. "SHUT UP AND LET ME GO, THIS HURTS I TOLD YOU SO!" I yelled. "KRISSTIN! I ASKED YOU TO QUIET DOWN, NOT GET LOUDER!" my sister yelled. I laughed and kept singing, "I ain't freakin', I ain't fakin' this, HEY!" I sang. Aw, the joys of iPod speakers. 

I woke up the next morning...excited...for school.  Why? What was up with the sudden good emotions in me?

"Good morning Miss Priss," a voice behind me said. I smiled widely before turning to face Jonathon. "Good morning Jonathon," I said as I turned to face him.

Her brown hair was straightened, her blue eyes were sparkling. Her lips were pink, her eyelids were white from makeup. I sucked in my breath and tried not to let her know that I could hardly breath. She smiled, and I smiled back. I looked away from her eyes before I did something rash again. I looked at all the kids going into the classroom and said, "Well, shall we go?" 

"Yes, let's," she said, hooking her arm with mine. I caught my breath. I wasn't expecting that...how strong did she think I was? I was weak. Quite weak. 

I escorted her to her seat and sat down next to her.  She started humming. "Is that the Ting Tings?" I asked casually as I reached into my bag and pulled out my biology folder. "Yes! How'd you know?" she asked in surprise. I smiled as I looked at her, "My sister listens to them all the time. That's Shut Up and Let Me Go you're humming, correct?" I asked. She nodded. "Yea. My sister was blasting that song last night."

"How old is your sister?" she asked. "Twin sister," I replied. "Oh. What's her name?"

"Seraphina. She has straight black hair, green eyes, she's short."

"Oh. I think she might be in my math class. Did she come before you?"

"Yea. I visited Italy for two months before I came here, and she didn't come with me."

"Oh. I see."

"Yea."

I walked out of the classroom with Krisstin. We walked over to the cafeteria. "Let me introduce you to Seraphina," I said. "Umm...oh. Ok."

"Phina!" I yelled as I saw her enter the cafeteria with her boyfriend, Kellan. Seraphina smiled and walked over to us. "Hi Jon. Who's this?" Phina asked. Phina is very short, about 5'1''. "This is Krisstin. Krisstin, this is Phina, and her boyfriend Kellan," I said. Krisstin didn't smile, which surprised me. "Hello Seraphina," she said. She smiled weakly at Phina. Phina glanced over at Kellan, "Do you two know each other?"

"Not really," Krisstin said. "She's my ex," Kellan said. Krisstin looked at the ground. She didn't blush, she didn't look sad or embarrassed, simply ashamed. Everyone was quiet for a minute, "Well, it was nice meeting you," Phina said as she looked at Krisstin with a confused expression. She took Kellan's hand and led him away from us. "Umm...sorry about that..." I said. Krisstin smiled, "Nah, its ok. Shall we get some food?"

I couldn't believe that had just happened! Kellan, of all people, dating Jonathon's sister. Poor girl, she didn't know what she was getting herself into. 

To be continued...

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