you'd think he was just normal boy with a rich house and scary dad but not when your friend calls to to tell you he's shot someone and turn out to be in a Mafia gang!
"You scared me," I said under my breath with my hand on my heart. He chuckled and we both started walking to class when suddenly I suddenly hear someone call my name for afar.
"Jaya! Wait!" Aria shouted while running through the crowd with her bag swaying left and right. She stopped in front of us and took deep breaths before talking again.
"What's up!" I said looking down at her head. She finally stood up straight and smiled at me, strange I thought but suddenly her smile vanished, and a cold look formed on her petit face.
"I broke up with him," she muttered looking down.
"About time!" Jay exclaimed before I nudged him out of the way.
"Are you okay?" I asked slightly bending down to her.
She suddenly looked up, took a deep breath and put a huge smile on her face like nothing happened.
"Like Jay said, it was about time," she sighed, smiling slightly.
"See I told you," he said proudly with his head high.
"Thanks boss," she said saluting to him.
We all walked into class and saw no one has come yet so we chilled out until a swarm of sweaty boys and girls rushed into the room ending with the teacher slamming his book on his desk.
"Right, open books to chapter 13," he started with the same old boring voice.
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"Right, class finished, get lost," he said gathering a big pile of worksheets, dragging his feet out of the class.
"You guys wanna go somewhere?" Jay said as he walked between our two desks.
"Nah, I have to get in some practice," Aria mumbled trying to stuff her books in her bag, finally she zipped her bag and walked out, more like running.
"Well?" Jay said turning to me.
"Sure, where we going?" I said hooking my bag on my back.
"Let's go to that café in the city, you know the one we went last time, but I have to get changed first," he said as we both walked out of the high school campus.
"Seriously, I'm not walking into that death trap house of yours," I blurted out deciding to call my mum to pick me up.
"No! It'll just be a few minutes, look how scruffy I look," he said pulling down my hand and his t-shirt to show me the coffee stain.
"Fine," I whined while he dragged me to his car.
We walked up to his car; no, I mean his Ferrari!
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