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❝ 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘
𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒔, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒈𝒐,
𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅
𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒈𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 ❞

𝑻𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑳𝒐

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T H E A



What a jackass.

First he interrupts my fight, then he's rude to me, and then he storms off.

How does that make sense?

Ugh, let him throw his tantrum then. I came here to try to have fun, and I'm not letting him, Crew or Palmer get in my way.

Deciding to head towards Brody's car which is parked in the same place as the other night, I sense the girls following me. "Thea, that was crazy." Aven says and I continue walking, knowing that it was indeed, crazy, but I don't care.

I didn't grow up with a father who boxed, for me to be a complete wimp and back down from my problems. Little Miss pastel blue hair thought she could just push me deliberately and that I would be the one to apologise and run along like some silly school girl. Uh-uh, not me.

And if she wants to try it again, I'll be waiting for her.

"Does trouble just follow you wherever you go or something?" Sienna chuckles and I turn around, shrugging my shoulders with a small smile.

"Apparently," I reply and she grins, looking up at Kayin as he wraps an arm around her shoulder and pulls her into his chest while they walk together.

Brody lights another cigarette and scoffs, chuckling as he shakes his head playfully. "It seems as though you can take up for yourself anyway," he mumbles with his cigarette in-between his lips and I brush his compliment off with pursed lips.

"Eh, only when I need to." I reply and he offers a faint smirk.

"Where did Raven go anyway?" Sienna asks.

Kayin sniggers, his head nestled into Sienna's thick curls. "Thea pissed him off," he mutters and I roll my eyes.

"Oh please, he's the one who has a problem with me. He thinks he can dictate where I can and cannot go," I defend and Sienna presses her lips together in a firm line, clearly trying not to laugh.

Engines begin to rev one after the other and I glance around, wondering whether that is a sign that a race is about to begin.

Suddenly people begin to scatter and run in all different directions, motioning their arms forward as if we need to move.

"Babylon!" Someone shouts and before I know it, almost everyone is shouting it.

"Why is everyone singing a 5sos song?" I ask and Brody looks over at me. probably wondering what the hell I'm going on about.

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