14 - Fighter, Forgiven & Fuck

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~ Immortal - 21 Savage ~
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"Maya! Want to hangout tonight?" I ask. No one announced what we were doing tonight like they usually do on Friday's at lunch. We sit around and figure out what we are going to do.

"I- well. Sorry, I'm busy," she says.

"With what? It's Friday night," I point out. We are at a boarding school, what else could she be doing.

"Sorry Prys. Long essay. Next time okay," she hangs up before I can ask anymore questions. I search through my contacts and click on Levi's caller icon. "Hello?"

"Are you busy tonight?" I ask.

"Ummm yeah. Sorry. We can hang out tomorrow, deal?" He asks. Why is everyone acting weird?

"Bu-"

"Sorry Prys. Have to go, byeee," he hangs up on me. I sigh searching through my contacts. I click on Tag's. "Ayyy! Prystyne whats up?" He asks.

"Busy tonight?"

"Yikes. Yeah full. Work you know. But hey tomorrow me plus you equals ice cream. Deal?" He asks.

"Are you going to tell me the truth or do I have to make a shiv. I learned how in juvie," I threaten. I hear a gulp through the line.

"Look Prystyne just not tonight. Take a nap, watch a movie, sleep. See you tomorrow. Love Tag!" He hangs up. He completely avoided the truth.

I click on one last person. Heath. "What?" He answers.

"Bored. Hangout with me," I whine. I hear a faint chuckle.

"Not tonight angel. Tomorrow. Bro move!" I hear Heath shout. I hear familiar voices in the background Levi, Tag and Maya's giggle.

Wow. I see how it is.

"Actually I'll take a pass on that and everyday forward. Hope the four of you have fun!" I exclaim.

"Four of who? I'm alone," he lies.

"Whatever Heath," I hang up the phone. I search through my contacts. If they want to hangout without me I can too. I click on one last contact and cross my fingers.

"What's up P! Been waiting for your call babe!"

"Kai! Hangout with me tonight?" I ask.

"Ummm. Yeah but do you care if we do something a little different?" He asks skeptically.

"Sure. Like what?"

"Get dressed. Casual. Pick you up in five," he says. He hangs up and I crawl out of bed. I change into a pair of black denim jeans and a baby pink ribbed crop top. I throw on a pair of running shoes and brush out my hair.

"It's open!" I shout when I hear a knock at the door. Kai walks in wearing jeans and a regular t-shirt. "Ready."

I nod. He holds out his hand and I take it. He leads me to his car. "Have you ever been to a fight?" Kai asks. I take notice of how the tone of his voice shifts.

"Like illegal?" I question. He nods. I let out a small laugh. "Yeah. My ex was the best illegal fighter. I'd go to his matches all the time," I explain.

"Alright good," Kai lets out a relieved breath. "I didn't want you to freak out or anything."

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Kai and I walk hand in hand as we walk. Smoke and alcohol polluting the air with their strong scent. "You want anything?" Kai asks, looking over to the concession stands.

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