Wassup. I'm back with yet another chapter, I hope you enjoy this one.
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Maya's POV
"Добрый день." He nodded in response curtly before we began to drive off. It was then, that 2 things occured to me: 1, I didn't tell Mrs Carter, but that was no big deal. 2, I just kissed Xander. I just bloody kissed Xander. (Good Evening)
Why the fuck did I do that?
Now, the thoughts I'd been suppressing for what felt like years, resurfaced.
This, was going to be a long ride.
I undid the laces on my shoes, slipping them off my feet, before slinging my feet up and getting comfortable. I let out a long sigh, before memories of the kiss flooded my memory. It wasn't the first time I'd ever kissed someone, but the thought of it made my stomach flip, and my heartbeat quicken.
What am I? 12?
'Bitch please, it's not like you know what it's like to be 12.' Cora joked.
She was right of course, I spent my 12th birthday in a cell, chained to the wall like an animal. Now that I think about it, the first birthday of mine that was actually celebrated was my 14th, while I was with Jess.
He had made a small chocolate cake, out of leftover from the cafe. Dammit, now I'm hungry. My stomach let out a growl as I- once again- stopped myself from thinking about the emotions situation- as I let my eyes close. And prepared myself, for when we arrived, I would have to act like the captain I supposedly am.
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Hi guys, I'm not really well at all, I haven't been for 2 weeks, I've got tonsillitis 🤦🏻♀️ fantastic. For those of you who asked, yes I am actually alive... Hopefully next chapter will be a full chapter, but I wasn't well enough to write this chapter... So so so so so so so sorry,
Lotte 🤧🥺
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