MUSIC: Only You - The Pretty Reckless

Jimmy above^

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AMELIA'S P.O.V

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

I slammed my hand down on the stupid piece of metal. It fell onto the floor with a bang and I thought I'd stopped the screeching sound so I shut my eyes again.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

I stood up and kicked it. Whoever invented alarms should be hit over the head with a hammer. It carried on beeping and I grabbed one of my shoes and whacked it a few times until it stopped completely.  I walked over to my dressing table and shivered. Why does the heating always turn off during the night? I brushed my hair through and left it down. I headed over to my door and took my uniform off of the pegs on the back. Whoever invented uniforms should be eaten slowly by a donkey.

Wow, aren't I just a big ball of sunshine this morning?

It was my first day of school today, and if that wasn't enough to put me in a bad mood, it had been 2 days since the argument and Ryan and I still hadn't spoken. Was it wrong that I was in a sulk ever since? I put my uniform on after grabbing some underwear. It was simply a white polo shirt with the school's logo, a black pencil skirt (which was meant to reach your knees - although I pulled it to my waist so that it was about 4 inches from my knee), black tights and black school shoes. I ditched the school shoes for my black vans though. I undid my top button of the polo shirt and put on the compulsory black blazer over it. Since we were 6th former's we didn't have to wear the horrible checked jumper that the rest of the students had to wear, nor the flared trousers instead of a skirt.

I put on some make-up and made sure there were no knots in my hair before I headed downstairs. I checked the fridge for some milk so that I could have cereal but there was none. I then scouted for some bread for toast but there was none of that either. I sighed. I finished getting ready by doing my teeth, grabbing my bag and spraying some perfume. I grabbed my phone and dialed Jimmy's number.

"Hello? Jimmy's pizza service here to help! So how can I help you today?" I scowled as the joyous voice of Ryan filled my ears - note the sarcasm.

"Put Jimmy on the phone."  I growled out. I didn't want to talk to him, or communicate with him in any form because talking to him meant apologising. And I wasn't good at that.

"I'm sorry what was that? I don't seem to respond to bluntness." Ryan taunted, a dead tone ran through my ears as he spoke and I pursed my lips.

"Put Jimmy on the phone!" I exclaimed, tired of all the shit spewing from his oh-so kissable mouth. 

Stop thinking like that Amelia.

"Someone's grumpy this morning." Ryan grumbled and I heard the phone being passed along.

"Sup bitc-"

"Finish that sentence and I will chop your balls off." I threatened as he stopped speaking.

"Sorry, what's up?"

"The sky you dimwit." I answered tiredly.

"I'm sorry, sarcasm doesn't seem to be in my dictionary."

"I can tell."

"What do you want from me Amelia? I'm trying to drive."

"A ride to School would be of use to me." I answered and I heard him chuckle.

"Coming right up M'Lady. See you in 5." He said and then the line went dead.

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Ryan's P.O.V:

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As we pulled up to Amelia's house I couldn't help but sigh. Jimmy beeped the horn and her front door opened. I tried not to look at her but I couldn't help it. She looked good. Really good.

Snap out of it Ryan! You're meant to dislike her remember?

But the thing is, I could never dislike Amelia. No matter what she did; I would always like her more and more for it. And it scared me.

I sighed once again at my thoughts. She did look hot, everyone could admit it; and it was nice to see someone with at least 1 button on their polo shirt done up, without their skirt up their arse. 

My thoughts were interrupted by an annoying, persistent tap on the window. I looked up to find Amelia glaring at me.

"Open the door dickhead." She said flatly, but it was muffled by the door separating us. I rolled my eyes and opened it up.

"Why can't you just get in the other side?"

"Trust you to not remember. A few weeks ago Derek went on a rampage and tried to open the door when it was locked and pulled the door handle off. Remember?" She said and sighed.

"Oh yeah..." I mumbled and recalled the moment briefly.

"So are you going to get out so I can get in?" She asked and I scoffed. She was expecting me to move? I crossed my arms and shook my head at her with a smirk on my face. She glared at me.

"You make me so some things, boy. I swear." She mumbled over her breath. She climbed into the car and landed on my lap. I groaned slightly at the sudden weight and I could tell that was her plan. I shut the door but she stayed there.

"Are you going to move or?..." I asked whilst she sat on my lap looking as if she was at home.

Ha! She wishes.

"No, i'm quite comfortable here actually." She said and I glared at her. Jimmy started driving and as he did she started squirming on my lap.

"Do you mind? This really isn't necessary." I gritted out.

"No I don't actually." She smirked and I tried not to groan.

"Fine, your loss." I mumbled and as I said that Jimmy made a sharp right. I was fine and barely moved because I had my seat belt on. Amelia, on the other hand fell off of my lap and slid into the other car door. I bit my lip and tried not to laugh as I crossed my arms.

"Should have worn your seat belt."I said and Jimmy laughed whilst Amelia threw me a dirty glare.

Lets just say she put her seat belt on after that.