Chapter 2

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Tuesday May 10th, 2022

So I'm back and I met an asshole of a person, Sebastian. But other than that, me and Alex got detention Friday after school for instigating with Samantha which is stupid. And knowing the principal Samantha will only get off with another warning. Back to Sebastian, he threw a little bitch fit saying he doesn't wanna do the project with me so Alex is helping me out. He'll fail the class and get a bad grade, see if I'll care.

"Are you done writing? We got a project to do." Alex says impatient which makes me smile.

"You should know whatever happens at school I gotta write it down."

"Or your scared to face your mom because she didn't bring up that you got trouble in school again." She says as she takes my pen.

"Hey you got in trouble too." I say as I snatch back my pen.

"Yeah I did and I got yelled at by my dad, I'm grounded when I get back." She says that as she gets up and heads towards my closet to get the poster board.

Running my hands through my now pulled down hair, I shrug my shoulders as she brings out the supplies along with the poster board as she lays it out on the carpet. "5 more minutes, alright?" I say to get her impatient ass to calm down.

"5 minutes." She says that as she prepares the project.

But anyways, my impatient best friend is wanting to do the project now so I gotta end this a little short.

Isabella Monet'.

Closing up my journal and throwing it on my nightstand, I jump off my bed and onto the floor. Just when we're about to start decorating, I hear my mom yell for me.

"Shit." I say as I get up with regret.

"Might as well get it over with, let me know how long your grounded for." She says with a smile.

I sigh in regret as I open my door and start to head downstairs. She's in the kitchen probably cooking dinner from the echo that came from when she called me.

"Yes?" I say as I lean on the counter next to her.

"Just know that if I wasn't holding this skillet, you would get smacked. Why the hell would you argue with Samantha Jones?"

"I know mom and I'm sorry but she has been doing the same thing since I was 9 years old and-"

"And what? You knew what you we're doing." She says with annoyance.

"And me and Alex got tired of it."

"Did you apologize to her?" She says as she turns her head towards me with her brown eyes.

Apologize..? Since when should I apologize to her? It should be the other way around! All she has done is make me and Alex's life hell from the beginning of time. But not wanting to rant this to my mother, I sigh.

"No I didn't."

"You're grounded till Saturday. Go back upstairs and start your project."

Till Saturday.. guess that's not too bad. "Yes ma'am." I say as I start to head out of the kitchen and back upstairs.

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May 10th,
9:44pm

"Well, that was fast. Doesn't it take a whole week for people to finish this?" I say as a I wipe my forehead.

"Usually, but since we have so many memories together it was.. pretty easy." She says as we both smile at each other.

Right after she says that her phone dings as she realizes what time it is. "Shit, it's almost 10pm?"

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