7 Chapter Six

Dev's POV

I woke up with a pain in my neck and something strong wrapped around my waist. I looked up to see a sleeping Kyle at my side.

I was very confused since I remembered him falling asleep on the couch after... after him kissing me. I knew the only way I would get answers would be when he gets up, so I would have to wait. I rolled over to look at him while he was still sleeping. His arm was still draped over my waist, but his hair was spiked in all kinds of directions from his sleep; I chuckled lightly at his bed head. His checks looked chubby and all i wanted to do was poke them, but i refrained myself. I wanted to keep looking, but any longer would have been creepy.

I decided to get up, so I wiggled out of Kyle's grasp and headed to the bathroom. While I was gone I figured I'd be nice and get Kyle some aspirin and a glass of water. When I went back to my room, I expected Kyle to still be asleep, but instead he was sitting up on my bed. With how drunk he looked last night I imagine he has one hell of a hangover.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" I softly asked him.

"Like I have a killer hangover." He growled. I took a step back, not expecting that.

"Well, you kind of do." I retorted; if he wanted to be an ass then I'll be a bitch. "I brought you some aspirin and a glass of water." I stated placing it on the nightstand and walking to the closet to get ready for school. I picked out my outfit, a pair of jeans and a long sleeve sweater, and walked into the bathroom to change. I stopped to glance back at Kyle. "If you plan on going to school, I'd imagine you would need to get your ass up and get ready. We don't have all day considering it is already 6:45 AM."

He grunted and muttered, "Whatever you say, Princess." I rolled my eyes and walked out planning on finishing my original mission: getting ready and waking my brother up.

After changing clothes and pulling my hair up into a messy bun, I knocked on Erik's door. I didn't hear any response which was weird since he's usually up before i am. I decided that as his sister it is for the safety of my brother that I walk in and make sure everything is okay.

When I walked into his room, I saw him and Christina sleeping next to each other, clothing lacking. Because I was just scared and worried for my brothers safety and he was just sleeping with best friend (literally!) any thoughts i had about being kind and letting them sleep through school left me. I looked over on Erik's dresser and noticed an air horn. I quietly walked over there, grabbed it and walked over beside Erik. I put the air horn beside his ear and blew the horn. He jumped out of bed throwing Christina on the floor in the process. Luckily there was a blanket she was able to grab close by and Erik kept the sheet over his chest, so I saw nothing.

"What the fucking hell?!?" he yelled. I couldn't answer. I was too busy laughing my butt off. He noticed me laughing and glared at me. Chris too. I guess my best friend hates me now. I was just having fun...

I think if looks could kill, I'd be dead. I dashed to his closet, grabbing something for Kyle and ran to my room shutting and locking the door behind me.

"What the hell Devyn?" Kyle asked me. I threw the outfit to him.

"Put that on. I woke Erik and Chris up by air horn and they are pissed." I said breathlessly.

"Okay. Nice outfit, Princess." He said.

I went to my closet to grab m white converse when it registered in my mind what Kyle called me. I stopped and turned to him. "Princess? What happened to Scarface?"

"Eh, just wasn't feeling it anymore. It doesn't suit you" He said before walking into the bathroom to change. Something tells me that's not the only reason he's calling me Princess now.

I grabbed the shoes and walked out to the bed to put them on. Kyle walked outof the bathroom not long after. I glanced up to take a look and immediately wished i had not. He leaned against the doorframe, in Erik's black V-neck tee a size too tight complimenting his biceps and his abs showing through, looking like some kind of God.

"Are you going to tie those or are you going to continue to eye rape me?" A very annoying but sexy voice asked breaking me from my trance.

"I...I was... I was" Why am I stuttering?? I regained myself and tried again. "I wasn't eye raping you. I was just lost in thought." I said.

"Yeah. Suure you were." He said, his voice dipped in sarcasm. I flipped him off and started tieing my shoes again.

Five minutes later, 4 teenagers up and ready, we left for school. We all piled into Erik's car. Me in the front, driving, Kyle in the passenger seat, and Chris and Erik in the back. On the way to school, I plugged up my phone to the mp3 hookup in the stereo and started to play Justin Bieber's Baby. I started to sing; changing the lyrics to fit a girl's point of view. When I got done I felt 3 pairs of eyes on me. I sighed and asked,

"What?"I was slightly irritated at this point.

Kyle was the first to speak. "Devyn, you have quite a voice. Like, you're Ariana Grande good scar-" he stopped after getting a pointed look from Erik and started again. "Like, you're Ariana Grande good Princess." Erik still didn't look pleased with him calling me anything but Dev or Devyn, but his eyes were a lot less pointed than when Kyle started to say Scarface.

"Well, thank you Kyle." I said pulling into the school. I parked and we all went our separate ways: Chris heading to her locker and me to mine, Erik heading to his first class, and Kyle is making way to flirt with some beach blond slut. I told Chris I'd see her in English and then went to my locker. I had just opened my locker to grab my English book when my locker door slammed shut almost taking my hair and fingers with it.

"What the hell?!" I asked looking up to see the bitch who just tried to take off my fingers. I knew as soon my eyes laid sights on her, I was staring at the queen bee of this school. Her makeup was perfect. She was tall, but not too tall. Her weight was just right and she had curves in all the right places. She dressed like she knows it too; designer everything. She had light skin that made her green eyes stand out and blonde roots that ends in black curls. The only problem is I don't even know this girl's name, so what does she want with me?

"Do I know you?" I asked.

"Well, you should. I'm Gabriella Sumter. I guess you could call me Queen B of Holton High." Called it.

"And? You're talking to me why? Seems like you have enough," I looked at the two girls behind her and pondered on the correct word to use. "Worshipers." I said finally finding the words.

"Well, I've noticed you've been hanging around Kyle, and I just wanted to tell you not to waste your time on him." She said looking me in the eye. She then got really close to my ear and whispered in my ear, "In other words, stay away from him. He's mine."

"I didn't realize he was anyone's property to stake, but if that's the case, you can have him. Not that he'd want someone as fake as you." I spit at her, looking her over as I called her fake. As soon as the words exited my mouth, her eyes glazed over in anger and her two "friends" backed away eyes huge. I would have laughed at their expressions but Gabriella had already pounced on me punching me in the face and pulling my hair.

This is all so familiar. Just like him.

Before I knew what was going on, I had slipped back into my mindset from when I was with him. I just stopped talking and let it happen; it would stop eventually, right? Before long, I remember Gabriella being pulled off of me and being lifted off the hallway floor by muscular arms. After that, nothing.

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When I finally came to, I didn't know where I was but I could feel someone's hand in mine and I could hear someone mumbling what sounded like "Please wake up. Please Devvy." But I couldn't be sure. I felt my eyes flutter slowly until they finally opened. My surroundings came clear and I could see I was in the nurse's office and from the looks I had been here for a while. My eyes drifted over to the blonde hair- blue eyed light skinned muscular boy holding my hand. He saw I was awake and his eyes lit up more than a seven year old on a sugar high.

Why does he look so familiar?

"Devyn! You're awake!" he yelled, wrapping me in a hug.

"Ummm, do I know you?" I asked, feeling confused.

"Dev, it's me, Kasen?" He said looking at me with both hurt and worry. As soon as his name came off his tongue, I remembered. He had dyed his hair. I just didn't know why.

"Oh my god! Kasen? What happened to your dark hair? How did you get here? Aren't you still 17? How are you here so soon? What happ-," I started to bombard him with questions when he cut me off by pulling me close and pressing his soft lips to mine.

"You don't know how much I've missed you Dev. Now, ask me one question at a time and I'll answer you." He said after he pulled away, leaving me breathless.

"Okay, what happened to get me in here? I remember Gabriella pouncing on me and you coming to my rescue but after that it's all blank."

"You slipped into your old mindset. You let her hit you, but after we pulled her off of you, you started yelling every time I would touch you. I'd try to calm you down but you started screaming and crying to stop. After a while you finally passed out from loss of energy. You've missed all of the first period." As if on cue, the bell rang.

"Crap! I've got to go! I can't miss another Biology class!" I said rushing out. Kasen put his arm out to stop me, but I was too far gone.

I made it to Biology with a few minutes to spare. I went in and took a seat beside Chris and explained what happened and why I didn't make it to English. By the time I was done explaining, Kyle had shown up looking really pissed. I made my way over to our lab table and the bell rang. Mr. Hale gave us a pop quiz to see what we know. Surprisingly, I knew them all. I walked up and turned in my quiz feeling very confident. When I got to my seat, and when Kyle turned in his quiz, I pulled out a sheet of notebook paper and wrote a note asking why he was so mad. He just looked at me like I was stupid, crumpled up the paper, threw it away, and walked out. Mr. Hale was yelling for him to come back and Chris looked over and mouthed the exact thing I was thinking.

What a jerk!