CH 12- "Hello Misfortune my Old Friend"

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"Towards the camera sweetheart

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"Towards the camera sweetheart. Why don't you tell us the details if you will?"

The camera was shoved in front of us as we gathered in a circle, an aura to somehow protect ourselves from the juvenile crowd. Only left with bombarded questions with gaps closing in.

"Is the President apprehensive about our news? Come on we know your parents would love this." One of the bloggers adressed.

President? Since when did I know-- nevermind that I gotta get her out of here.

"N-no! You can't. It's not your business to tolerate unwanted behavior! It is exactly why my statement remains confidential! Don't you dare drag your filthy news around me!" Cordelia raised her tone allowing her voice to submerge in the crowd so they could stop.

"Now, now. You don't want me to spread this rumor to your parents? It is said the word goes around the halls. Here I thought you're something innocent yet you're not fully committed to the guilt you did for dating Everett." She cocked an eyebrow witnessing Cordelia's pupils dilated in a second she fiddled the hem of her buttoned dress.

Eyes gazed in center of attention, I was stuck at what movement should I do next. I'm aware these news are obviously a lie but there's no point in denying this is just a big bs to the point they just wanted to cause drama out of nowhere. Shit I know that she demon would think of a situation like this but-- I never dare face consequences.

"C'mon, look over here!" The people gathered.

"No here!" They flashed their cameras.

I glanced at baby back riblet, unaware of his actions he sank down to his feet. Biting his nails with his cracked frame glasses lingered in a trance.

"I-I don't want to be here." Cordelia patted her head-- somewhat-- hitting it clutching her blue bow.

"Leon! Tell us what's the trouble you're--"

I have enough of it

I grabbed their phone and threw it on the ground smashing into pieces. In a moment of silence the crowd's voices huddled in my tantrum as they gasped casting a mischievous eye contact.

"Perfect, now that I got your attention. You better listen up. Don't you dare minding our fucking business when we told you to. For the record, she invited me to a drama club as their new member. You got that? If you are deaf to hear it--"

I stood on top of the table forming my hands on the side of my mouth in attempt to focus my voice louder enough for them to hear.

"I. Play. A. Fucking. TREE! If you want me to strip or do a pole dance in a costume you know where to find me." I hopped down the table.

"Why am I suddenly on everyone's interest huh? None of you cared about me years ago! Are you attacking me now because of this petty drama?"

"Well, obviously we haven't forgotten you-"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 04, 2022 ⏰

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