~day 16 of 20~
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Alfie was sitting outside Starbucks with the plastic. His back was turned to me and they were snogging across the table.
"Right, that's it." I mumble to myself as I stride over
I push Alfie off his chair; God I was so mad. His coffee spilt everywhere and plastics face was horrified. I shouted at him, causing a scene but I didn't care. How could he do this?
I looked down at the man on the floor covered in coffee realising one specific detail.
It wasn't actually Alfie.
"Oh my gosh." I gasp. "Oh my gosh." I repeat. "Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh."
"What is your problem?!" The man stood up angrily.
"I am so sorry, I thought you were someone else!" I plead.
"This is assault!" He declares. "I'm phoning the Police!"
"Wait, no! Please! I'm only 13, please!" I wail. He can't call the Police!
I see the man dial three numbers and bring the phone to his ear.
"Please no!" I beg once again, but it was too late. They were on their way.
The next thing I knew was I was being whisked away in a police car, seeing Lucas' confused face watch me.
I felt terrible.
I felt awful.
I felt sick.
I felt like I had lost all hope.
Because, to be honest, I think I have.
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