(AN:I'm so sorry, I've been busy but I guess that's bit a descent enough excuse. I'll try updating and proof reading more.very short chapter, I'm sorry, hella writer's block. Ily)
Martina
We walked out of the bus and walked into taco bell. I told Mahogany what to get me and I sat down at a table pushing a few together.
"Here you go" she sweetly smiles, handing me my food.
"Thanks." I reply grabbing it and leaving my seat.
I walked out if taco bell and since they are all in there I'm going to eat in the bus.
I walked to the bus and sat with my back to the door, I took off my hood and my two masks and dug into my food.
7 minutes later I finish and quickly put my mask back on and my hood. I sit on my phone and lay back on the couch.
A few minutes later they all pile up in the 'living room'
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identity (magcon)
Ficção AdolescenteMartina Diaz. Hip Hop Dancer. magcon? lowercase intended.
