Famous Last Words by Leanne Yerdon (inspirational novels txt) 📕

smothering me. When a person is sad it's not always the greatest thing to hug them. It only makes them cry and the girls in my grade hadn't yet figured that out. I walked out of the house and towards Bryce's car. Both Mason and Bryce already in it. I opened the door and slid in. Bryce starting the car up. I then reached down for my phone. Its screen black from when I turned it off. I never wanted to turn it on. I never wanted to see any of the messages again. But my curiousity was strong and I knew it would get the best of me in the long run. I pushed the power button and the apple then glowed in the middle of the screen. I felt the butterflies in my stomach as nervousness washed over me.

My phone then vibrated and rang. My eyes widened as it spazzed. There was a reason to me waiting this long to open all these messages. I knew that if I got mad enough and or sad enough on the way to school Bryce would have no choice but to turn the car around and go home. I knew my brother and once I started crying and or swearing I had my way. A red block went over my SMS app. It had the number 22. I clicked it and the latest one was from Zach.

Babe:): I'm really sorry.

I read. I then looked down the rest were from Macy and it said Are you okay. I scoffed. Macy and I both knew she could care less she hated me. She wanted me anywhere but here and frankly the feeling was mutual. I slid my finger across her messages and clicked delete. I then clicked on Zach's messages. I closed my eyes then went up to the top where his messages from yesterday started which were from 4:00.

Babe:):I never called you a whore but I did want us over. Macy just dragged it out and I'm sorry for that..

-10 minuets later-

Babe:): I still want you in my life Casey. I love you but I just don't see this working out.

-5minuets later-

Babe:):Please talk to me.. I want you as my friend like it was before we dated. I love you I really do.

-3 minuets later-

Babe:): I tried being nice about this. Answer your damn phone. We need to talk about this.

-this morning-

Babe:): Hope you die bitch.

I felt the heat rise up my body. The car turning into the school parking lot. I then chucked my phone back at the floor of the car. My phone the basis of all my anger. Surprisingly it never broke.

"You fucking piece of shit! I do everything for you and you do this shit?! What the fuck?! I cared and did all this fucking stuff for you. Only You and this is what I get?! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS?! Fuck my life!" I screamed and punched the dashboard.

"Oh shit." I heard from Mason in the back seat. I turned to him.

"What is it now?" I asked angrily. He gulped, his eyes still pointed out the window.

"Your boyfriend has the black hair right..Well he's over there.." Mason said, pointing out the window. I groaned.

"My ex boyfriend and yes he doe-...." I lost my words..I lost the ability to speak as I looked out the window to see Zach with a girl from the grade below us holding his hand. I felt the tears rise up to my eyes. I cried and pulled my hands to my face.

"Mason..I'll be right back." Bryce mumbled. It was like by instinct that I did this but my hand latched on to Bryce's arm.

"No. I just want you to take me to the hair dresser,then to the mall,then to the piercing place,5th Avenue." I said simply. The tears stopping. I gulped and sat back in my seat.

"Sis you know mom doesn't allow you to dye your hair and or get any other piercings other then your ears." Bryce said warningly. I shrugged.

"Does it really look like I give a shit. Drive me there. I can pay for it. I'm Bryce's sister and I might as well look the part." I said and kept my eyes on Zach as he held the girl closer to him.

"Bryce I meant now." I said, the anger in my voice. Bryce nodded and the car then pulled out of the parking lot. I was done following the rules. I was done being the girl everyone thought I was. I was going to be happy,whether it meant getting grounded or not.
Lips Of An Angel

"It's funny that you're calling me tonight,And, yes, I've dreamt of you too,And does he know you're talking to me,Will it start a fight,No I don't think she has a clue,Well my girl's in the next room,Sometimes I wish she was you,I guess we never really moved on,It's really good to hear your voice say my name,It sounds so sweet,Coming from the lips of an angel,Hearing those words it makes me weak,And I never wanna say goodbye,But girl you make it hard to be faithful,With the lips of an angel"

Lips of An Angel-Hinder.

Chapter 7-Lips Of An Angel

I gulped as the car turned into the parking lot of the hair dresser. I felt my whole body just shiver. This was out of my bounds. I was the girl that never really did what my parents said not to. I never got grounded because I honestly couldn’t live without my iPod. Sure I was rude and sarcastic but I never did things that were that drastic.

I grabbed the ends of my dark brown hair and looked at it. I had really bad split ends. But I wanted a change. This girl right now was Zachs. It was like he owned me. I wanted people to not see that anymore. I didn’t want people to just see me as the sad little girl that got dumped. I wanted them to see me as the girl that got pushed down and got back up. The girl that proved to everyone that she was stronger then they thought she was. I sighed and got out of the car. Bryce got out too and followed behind me. Then Mason right behind him as well. We walked one after the other. One by one into the parlor.

“Well hello there. How may we help you today?” A girl at a dark brown desk said. She stood behind it,dark brown hair went down to her shoulders with brushed blue through her bangs. I nodded.

“I need to get my hair cut,styled,and colored.” I said. I wasn’t going to carry on a conversation. I wanted to get this done and then get to shopping. The girl looked behind me at my brother. I smirked as I saw her eyes sparkle. My brother was hot. And he knew it and usually made fun of the girls that liked him. Not so nice but he had a good reason for it. The girl was pretty though. She had a pale face and bright blue eyes. It was like they weren’t even human because of there brightness.
She then looked at Mason. I felt the heat go up my cheeks. Was I seriously getting jealous?I looked down. He was my brother. Nothing more. He didn’t even see me as more. Or did he?... I shook my head and went back to my plan.

“What style would you like?” The girl asked as her eyes redirected at me. I looked around the room. Then one picture caught my eye. The girl had black hair with blue tips and blue brushed through her bangs. Her bangs were at an edge. Her hair down to right below her chest. I tilted my head. My hair wasn’t that long but nothing extensions couldn’t do.

“I want that one.” I mumbled. The girl nodded.

“And your friends?” She asked. Mason shook his head. Bryce then grinned.

“I need black re-dyed and then put bright blue through it.” The girl nodded.

“Follow me.” Mason followed to. It was only this hair dresser and one other, who looked like a barbie. But she did have a cool gauges. Mason sat in a chair and watched as the girls pushed us into there stylist chairs and started in.

-3hours later-

“Dude it’s going for 11:30 already. We’ve been here for like 5 hourss.” Mason whined again. I groaned. Bryce sat beside him and looked at me with a grin. The tin foil still in my hair. We had little under 10 minuets before my whole head would be revealed. I wasn’t trying to be anything. I always wanted to do this but my parents kept me back along with Bryce who actually cared if I got grounded. But right now I knew he would pull the line. The line was “I did that when I was her age. If anything punish me.” and then he’d do the puppy dog eyes and mom would give in and just scowl and walk away. Worked every time.

“Do you guys do piercings too?” My brother asked. I was going to just get gauges and I would not get them here. The girls nodded.

“You do lip piercings? Like snake bites and crap like that right?” He asked. The girls both nodded and one winked at him. I chuckled.

“Bryce you already have a lip ring. And you always said you hated snake bites since you got rid of ‘em. Now you gonna get them re-done?” I asked. Bryce shook his head and grinned. My eyes widened.

“Time to remove the foils.” I cocked an eyebrow at Bryce as the grin never left his face. The girl then removed all the foils and turned the chair towards the mirror. I kept my eyes shut. What if it went wrong? What if my hair was pink and not its color that I wanted. I heard Bryce gasp and Mason go wow. I then felt my heart beat faster. She messed it up! I screamed in my head and opened my eyes wide as the panic rose over my body. I then stopped. It was exactly what I wanted. It was like she took the girls hair off of her head and put it on mine. A smile then rose over my lips.

“Yes!” I screamed and jumped out of my seat and jumped up and down. Mason grinned and looked at me. The girl then handed my brother a bag.

“These are her special shampoos and conditioners for the dye.” She mumbled. Bryce nodded.

“Now she’s getting her snakebites.” Bryce mumbled. My eyes widened. I looked over at Bryce in horror. Needles in my ears