𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲

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" there's nothing i do better than revenge "

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" there's nothing i do better than revenge "

𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲


johnny orlando
pov

the sun woke me up as i planned to 'wake up with the sunrise' this morning. not this early, what time even is it?

5:46 am.

fuck.

the incident with the zeiglers happened about a week ago. since then life has been as normal, there wasn't really a big scene. it was honestly just funny, her laugh is gorgeous. suddenly i was woken from my trance by my younger sister lauren slapping the back of my neck. immediately putting pressure on my neck to smooth the sudden burn, "what the hell lauren?" i exclaimed. "it's time for school idiot ... ur driving!" she said excitedly and ran out.

school.

normally for a teenage boy school is normal, like a breeze almost.

third person
pov

well, not for johnny. the teenage boy can be described as ravishing, handsome, and nerdy.

he's a hopeless romantic, he loves too hard, resulting in heart break. the green eyed boy was most likely dressed in a baggy hoodie and sweatpants. jeans on a good day. his hair was brushed and positioned just how he liked it. parted in the middle and gelled on the sides. he was usually shy and never showed his face a lot. his friend group consisted of

hayden summerall

and carson luders.

the trio had always been attached to the hip since 3rd grade. they met at the water fountain. cliche i know.

hayden and carson picked johnny up every morning at 6:30 am for school.

broaderwood high.

broaderwood high had many friend groups. i mean of course there's hundreds of people and friend groups. but there's one that stood out, the 'popular group.' stupid, i know.

johns love interest, kenzie zeigler. he's been in love with her since 6th grade. partners in humanities, ironic how it wasn't chemistry. the two were total opposites but indeed had chemistry.


hours later

two hands on the straps of his backpack as he inhaled a deep breath.

in, and out.

his small footsteps lead into the red and yellow themed highschool. students in the front already separated into their groups. on their phones, doing work, and even running around. the school was made for creative individuals like johnny.

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