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chapter viii. who am i in this world?
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BELLA DIDN'T EXEPCT TOO SPEND HER MORNING PICKING STRAWS TOO SEE WHO WOULD HAVE TOO GET INTO THE BIN. But that's how she spent it, thankfully she didn't pick the short straw, Lucas did. Bella made sure too let him know that she would not let him live this down and he flipped her off, the siblings ended up slapping each other round the face until Max pushed them apart. Bella's chest tightened when Max's hand pushed her back, touching her stomach.
Bella was wearing a skin tight long sleeved navy blue, white and red shirt today that was cropped and some black low waisted jeans with a clear belt that has a white buckle. The outfit is paired with some black converse, her hair in two braids and some light makeup painted on her face. So little but so beautiful, as Max thought but cursed herself for thinking that.
Isabella's skin washed over in goosebumps when Max's thumb hit her bare skin as the red head looks between then and when her beautiful ocean blue eyes land on Bella and she realises that her thumb is touching Bella's stomach, she quickly drops her hands. "Stop being a baby and do it already." Mike tells Lucas.
Bella and Mike help Lucas into the bin, the boy pulling himself over the top and letting out a small scream as he falls into the trash, hitting the bottom with a thump. "This is so disgusting. Is this really necessary?" Max makes a gagging noise, holding onto a wooden stick that Bella found for them. Isabella's guitar is leant against the wall, she was meant to drop it off at the parlour before school but didn't have enough time so she was stuck carrying it around all day.
Dustin rounds the corner, raising an eyebrow at them and asking, "What the hell's going on?"
"What do you think? We're looking for Dart." Mike informs, leaning on one of he sticks that they would use to poke into the trash bags so they didn't have to touch it. Bella was adamant about not touching the trash, stating she had just had her nails done and didn't want them to be destroyed. She even showed them the shiny black nail polish that was painted onto her fingers with some extensions on the end that made them rounded and pointy, Max had complimented them and Bella had almost lost her balance when she did.
