Just Friends? by Marinette Hart (great books to read txt) 📕
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Crystal's P.O.V
*ring ring*
The alarm on my phone goes off early in the morning at 6:30. I wasn’t up for college this year, even though I had a great time with people, my heart still felt empty and sorrow. Being the most popular and bright girl in the school I had to face the eyes of many girls, which made it hard for me to make friends. I didn't have a choice as I forced myself into the shower. The water felt really good on my skin and I didn’t feel like getting out.
Minutes later I was standing in the wardrobe room in my room which was huge. It had everything of every style and colour, starting at dresses, shoes, bags, makeup, phone cases and jewellery. I picked out a black crop top with a check designed black mini skirt. Then I dried my brown hair which went past my ass and hanged it on my head, curling the edges. I applied my makeup, doing a black eye winged with light red lip gloss and concealer. I jumped into white sneakers and chose a black backpack and phone case.
I was getting late for college so I grabbed a piece of toast on the table that was prepared by my maid, Alissa. She was really sweet and was my caretaker. She was like my second mum, very close to my heart. I kissed her goodbye and drove myself to college. I had all eyes on me whilst I walked down the hall and stood at my locker. I knew it was all the thirst for my body. I couldn’t trust any guy with my heart after my relationship with my ex, Salmon.
I heard my best friend calling my name from down the hall. The excitement in me raced and hugged her. She had just came back from Australia from a family trip. She was so hyped and happy and so was I to see her. We headed to the office to collect our new timetables when we noticed a guy that we hadn’t seen around. He had lime green hypnotising eyes with blonde straight hair and smooth pale red lips. I guess I wasn't just staring at him he was staring at me too. I got interrupted by the receptionist.
"Crystal, there seems to be a problem with the printer can you please take a seat next to Ivan and I’ll be with you shortly," she informed.
"Sure, take your time," I replied.
"You want me to stay with you Crissy," Alina asked me as her phone rang. It was her boyfriend, James.
"I’ll be fine. I'll see you during the day but thanks," I insisted.
"Take care, luv ya," Alina said as she left.
I sat next to Ivan waiting for the receptionist. I could feel his burning eyes towards me. I turned round to see Ivan and he was staring at me with a huge smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes and turned away looking disgusted. Finally, the receptionist gave me my timetable. I was about to leave when I was stopped by the receptionist again.
"Crystal hold on. This is Ivan, he's new here. If you don't mind, can you please show him around," she asked.
I wanted to say no but instead "sure," is what I said. I could see he was happy because of that big smile on his face. I wasn't sure of his intentions, but I knew they weren't good.
I took a look at his timetable and told him "we're in the same classes for...." as I still compared the timetables, "EVERYTHING!," I yelled in disbelief.
"Oh, that's great I won't have any trouble finding my classes," Ivan said as he leaned forward staring into my eyes.
I couldn’t help but get captured. The bell rang for first period. "Let's go," he instructed me. I'm confused who's the new student him or ME?!
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Ivan's P.O.V
It was my first day out in this outside world and I had met the most beautiful girl. Her gaze had captured my heart at first sight but I could tell that my first impression on her was not great. Crystal told me that we were in all the same classes and I was happy about that. I'm really looking forward to making her my friend. She seems nice and cool. We entered the class, me standing at the front clueless of what to do. Crystal went and sat in her seat. The girls were left drooling by my entrance and the guys gave me the evil stares.
"Good morning class. For those who are new my name is Ms Alice," she started.
"Good Morning Ma'am," everyone stood up and greeted as they sat down.
"This is Ivan, our new classmate. Please make him feel welcomed," she continued.
All the girls in the class were drooling over me. "Ivan is a teen model, son of a world famous designer," she said leaving the class in shock. Crystal sat there not surprised. Does she really not know about me?
"Alina, can you please move next to Samantha for this term," Ms Alice commanded Alina. "Ivan take a seat next to Crystal," she told me.
Crystal didn't like it. She stood up and complained "but Ms I’ve always sat next to Alina, can't you put Ivan with Samantha?"
"Crystal you're class representative please welcome Ivan. He won't bite you," Ms Alice said back looking annoyed. The class laughed. Crystal frowned as I sat next to her.
Crystal's P.O.V
I was so pissed because of this Ivan guy. Like for real, he's getting on my nerves and worst, this lesson felt like forever. The bell was music to my ears. I quickly packed my bag when I realised I had dropped my car keys. I started searching the room when I heard someone waving something that sounded like keys. It was Ivan! I snatched the keys out of his hands, “stop messing with me,” I frowned with anger.
“but what did I do?” he asked.
“look Ivan guy, I don’t care whoever you are, whatever you are, it doesn’t affect me. You’re a guy, and all you guys can do is trap a girl, use her and then throw her. I don’t want anything to do with you!” I blasted. His face changed.
“I’m sorry,” he apologised as he left the room. I stood there thinking of what just happened. There’s so much poison in me I don’t know for how long I’d be able to keep it. I grabbed my bag and headed to the cafeteria for lunch when I spotted Alina sitting with James and my ex-boyfriend Salmon! Great, this day couldn’t get any better!
“Crsytal, I got you a tray,” Alina called as I was walking up to go past her. I ignored and continued walking when a grip held my wrist and pulled me back. It was Salmon. I was sitting on top of him feeling uncomfortable and disgusted. Salmon is the guy I hate boys. He was only with me for my body and when he didn’t get it he raped me. Those flashbacks still haunts me, and I can not tell anyone.
CHAPTER 2: Friends?There was no gap between our faces. I tried getting away but he was too strong. "I'm sorry," Salmon whispered. He started sliding his right hand under my top reaching for my left boob and the other around my waist pushing me forward so he could kiss me.
I was so disgusted I pushed him off me and yelled "I hate you and don't fuckin touch me again!"
"Baby, I'm sorry for the past but I really love you," he said trying to convince me.
"Don’t call me baby. I don't even want to see your face!" I shot back. We caught everyone’s attention. Everyone in the whole school was looking at us. I left the cafeteria and headed to the oval for fresh air. I wanted to cry loudly but I told myself I was fine. It's what I had been doing all my life. I left the cafeteria and headed out ot my peace spot in the college to get some fresh air.
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Ivan's P.O.V
I couldn't help but think about Crystal. I wish things had gone better with her but I didn’t understand her negative viewpoint about guys. It really pissed me off. I was starting to question my father’s decision about me staying home and living in isolation. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realise when Crystal came and sat next to me.
“You found my peace place,” she commented. There was a long silence as we both stared into the blue sky.
“I don’t know much about you Crystal. It’s my first time getting out in this world, and I’ve never had friends before. I know you might not be comfortable enough, but I really want to know why you have a negative viewpoint about us guys,” I confronted. She sat there in silence thinking of her answer.
“I really loved this guy,” she started. “I gave him everything, but he used me and threw me out like I was nothing to him. My father left my mother for another woman too. I cant control it anymore,” she explained.
“It’s really not cool to judge people without getting to know them. Not everyone is the same,” I said.
"I'm sorry for earlier. I was misunderstood about you. I shouldn't have judged you before getting to know you properly," Crystal apologised. We were both facing each other.
"We can still be friends," Crystal offered with her hand for a handshake. "It's an honour to be your friend," I said as I shook her hand. I could see she was having second thoughts but I guess I had to work on this friendship.
Soon we started sitting next to each other and hanging out more during lunchtimes. We got to know each other better and she finally was comfortable with me. I had made my first friend and it felt really great. She had a goofy side which was so adorable and irresistible. I had joined the schools football team too and made some other friends.
Crystal’s POV:
I was having second thoughts about trusting people. I could just act like a friend with Ivan but not trust him since I wasn’t up for more damage. I stayed at school late discussing some things with my teacher. I was placing my stuff in my locker when a hard grip grabbed my wrist and threw me into the janitors closet, not far from my locker and locked the room.
'WTF! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!'" I yelled. No one answered. I heard footsteps getting louder as they came towards me. I got up to search for the door since the lights were closed. Instead, I got pushed into the wall and my hands were pinned above my head by one hand. The other hand was running down from my forehead to my breast. "Get off me!" I screamed. 'Let me go you bastard!" He didn't stop. As the hand got up to my left boob, they squished it so hard that tears started falling out of my eyes. "HELP! HELP!" I screamed
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