Chapter 3

**Okay so I have been naming the chapters after the songs that go with them..soo yeah! :D***

Peytin's p.o.v.

We raced into the door of our house giggling and laughing. We looked up the stairs at a girl with blonde hair in a pink low cut tank top, and light blue jean shorts.

"Eh-hem! Sorry if I'm interuppting anything..hi I'm Halie. Oh hi there cutie! Who are you?" she ran down the stairs and smirked at Christofer.

"Hey...I'm Chris, Christofer Drew" he extended his hand.

"Oh finally a cute guy in our house" she hugged him.

I just rolled my eyes and walked up the stairs.

"So..tell me about yourself" she sat him down on the couch.

"Like what?" he asked.

"Like..where your from, if your single, what talents you have, you know the important stuff" she smiled and twirled her hair.

"Give me a break" I muttered and walked upstairs searching for my room.

"Um..I'm I sing, play guitar, ukelele, harmonica and yeah" he said.

" about the single question" she smirked moving closer to him.

"Um...I'm gonna go find my room" he moved away from her.

"Oh ok..we can chat later" she smiled running her fingers up his chest.

"Right..." he stood up quickly.

I finally found my room and opened it up. It was amazing! My walls were painted like a stormy scene..with a purple sky..thunder lightning rain..and I examined the wall. There was a hanging bed twined with vines and roses! It is beautiful! I put my bags down and layed on my bed, swinging back and forth. I heard someone run up the stairs and it was Chris. He opened his door to his lake resembled room..his bed was a boat!

"Hey" he waved.

"Hi" I said.

"So..that Halie girl" I said.

"Yeah..I think she likes me" he laughed.

"You don't say" I giggled.

"She seems nice" he admitted.

I looked to the ground and shut my door slowly. I don't know why it bothers me so much. I don't even know him..yet we've been through so much. We've smoked..we've kissed..we've told each other everything in such little time. What if he actually likes her...well...then..he just goes after her I guess. I don't know quite how to admit it..but I really like him. He's here for me...I really don't want to lose him.

"Hey! Oh..I'm sorry wrong room" a random boy walked in my room with short blonde hair.

"It's okay" I said looking to the ground.

"Hey I'm Patrick" he extended his arm.

"Hi..I'm Peytin" I shook his hand.

"That's a cool name" he said.

"Thanks" I said unpacking.

"So what courses are you taking?" he leaned against my door way his blonde hair in his face.

"I'm taking dance, guitar, piano and vocals" I said shutting my dresser drawer.

"Cool! Same" he said.

"" I smiled in a friendly way.

"Yeah! Are you also taking Intro to the Arts:Part 1" he asked.

"Yeah that's one of my side courses" I told him.

"That's so cool..yeah I'm in dance, and vocals with you, but either way I'll see you" he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked clueless.

"Well..during a class we're allowed to sign out and visit another classes' course for our remaining time" he said.

"So like you could be in algebra and I could be in piano and you could sign out and come see my class?" I asked.

"Yeah, exactly" he said.

"Oh! That's so cool" I smiled.

"I know right, well do you need any help settling in?" he asked.

"No I'm good, thanks though" I scanned my new room.

I looked passed Patrick and I saw Christofer death staring him from his doorway. I caught his eye and he slammed his door shut. Patrick and I jumped from the sound and I walked over and knocked on the door.

"Busy! Go away!" he replied from inside.

"It's me, Peytin" I stood outside his door.

"I said go away for a reason! What don't you understand!" he opened the door and yelled in my face.

He looked into my eyes with anger..and then a sense of regret. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. A few silent tears slipped down my face, as his voice reminded me of someone-who-shall-not-be-named. Christofer must have realized it because he looked down to me with a sorry face.

"I'm sorry for bothering you" I said through clenched teeth as tears fell down my face.

"...Peytin...I-I" he attempted speaking.

I just turned away and walked into my room and gently closed the door.

"Dude..harsh" Patrick replied.

Christofer's p.o.v.

What have I just done! I got jealous of some guy who was just being friendly toward her. I snapped on her just like that guy Carter did! I did what I swore I'd never do...I made those big blue eyes break, and cry. I can't believe I just snapped on her like that. I'm not mad at her...I want to think I am..but I don't want him near her. What have I done?

"Hey I'm Braden" a guy with black spiky hair shook my hand.

"Hi, I'm Christofer" I introduced myself with my eyes to the ground.

"Hey cutie pie!" the blonde approached me wrapping her arms around me.

"Well..I see a couple already" Braden said.

"I call Peytin!" Patrick joked around.

I became a little furious at that remark and moved the blonde's hands from me.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Halie remember?" she smiled.

"Okay..then" I said awkwardly.

I heard a door open and Peytin came down in a black belly tank, and black Tripp jean shorts. I looked at her big black thick rimmed glasses, recently fixed eyeliner and I lost it. She walked into the kitchen where a girl with purple hair stood.

"Hey you look like a decent human being! I'm Aeron" she hugged her.

"Hi I'm Peytin" she said sadly.

"I sense something wrong...ah I see..the blonde is irritating your poor little heart" she hugged her like a sympathizing best friend.

"..but how'd you?" she asked with curiosity.

"Believe me she does that to everyone and I can sense it in your aura" she smiled.

"Here let's have some Oreos and watch movies in my room" she grabbed the Oreos and the two smiled and headed upstairs.

"And why don't we watch a movie" the blonde tugged on my arm.

I gave up and just followed her into the living room. She put in some chic flick and I just sat there bored insanily. I glanced over to the blonde and she moved closer to me and kissed me! I just sat there and let her kiss me because honestly..I didn't want to fight with anyone. I heard Peytin and Aeron come downstairs they changed into PJS Aeron was wearing a blue tank and blue plaid pants and Peytin was wearing a black tank with black and red plaid pants. The two stopped in the doorway and saw us kissing.

I pushed the blonde off slightly and my eyes shot over to Peytin...who was on the verge of tears. Aeron clutched her hand trying to give her strength. They went into the kitchen, made popcorn and went upstairs. I waved to Peytin and she couldn't even look me in the eye. The blonde tried kissing me again and I moved away.

"Cutie..what's wrong?" she asked.

"I just met you like 30 minutes ago and you're acting like we're dating" I told her.

"Well...I'd like to" she smirked.

"Well...I don't like you like that" I stood up from the couch.

"Fine! It's those stupid goth girls isn't it!" the blonde stood up and yelled.

I didn't answer and just walked upstairs. I attempted knocking on Aeron's door. And she answered.

"Hey is Peytin okay? Look..I don't like that blonde..I really don't" I explained.

"Well, then you could've thought about that before you kissed her" Aeron explained.

"Look, is she in here?" I tried looking over her shoulder.

"No...her phone started going off, she looked at it, started crying and then went into her room to sleep" Aeron explained.

I walked over to Peytin's and gently knocked.

"'s me Christofer...I heard what happened. What did he say to you? Because you should never listen to Carter...he's a terrible person..and ...I don't like Halie" I waited by the door which never got an answer.

I walked into my room and shut the door. Tears slipped down my cheek and I became furious with myself. I punched the wall and looked to the ground. My hands were shaking and I just layed on my bed, tears slipping down my cheek...I fell asleep.

**Well, here was a pretty intense chapter! I enjoyed writing this one and I hope you enjoy reading it :D Let me know what ya think in a review please :D thank you all so much PEACE****