Pretty much nothing happened that morning.
During lunchtime, I was by myself, only in company with my book. Will was there and he smacked my book, causing me to lose my page. Right at the good part. "I hate you, so fuck off." He smiled his fake smile. "Hate you too."
"I said, fuck. Off!" I poured my drink on his head, grabbing my things, and leaving cash on the table, before I left and stormed to my favorite bookstore in the city to read until K messaged me to come home.
In conclusion, I had a pretty frustrating and terrible day.
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Beach Days and Books
Teen FictionWhen Khloe's sister, who had previously moved out like her, invites her into a summer next to the Atla
