Parker Cameron was known as the bad girl in school. She gave zero fucks. I guess that's just how her Dad raised her. Her Father Xavier, was very popular at Millwood High school back in his day. Him and his best friends ruled the school that was unti...
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Parker Pov
Poppa Kellen just dropped me off at school. My car is in the shop so. I'm so not taking the bus. That's tragic. I walked into the school and the halls parted like the red sea. I'm kinda that bitch here at Millwood. It makes sense since my Dad use to go here and he ran the school.
"Oh Parker!" Karen Beasley called me. I immediately rolled my eyes when I saw her.
"What?" I said.
"Vote for me for Spirit Queen and since your the only on one the running for Spirit King, we should campaign together." I raised an eyebrow then I saw my best friend Imogen. She moved in with Tabby after her Mom died.
"I'll pass. I'd rather gauge my eye balls out." I scoffed with a laugh. "Ah campaign together? The only campaign I'd ever think about doing regarding a Beasley is kicking your Dad off the police force with his creeper ass." Tabby and Imogen stopped themselves from laughing. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have places to be." I poured the rest of my coffee in the bowl where her Vote for Karen button were. I gave her a fake smile. I went over to Imogen and Tabby. I put my arm around Imogen's shoulders as I walked them away. Tabby pulled us into a corner.
"Karen's a giant walking macro aggression, but there's safety in numbers." Tabby said. She is right. "You guys wanna sit together at lunch?"
"Yeah." I said.
"For sure." Imogen said.
"Cool, I'll meet you guys in the cafeteria, and, Imogen fսck 'em. You don't owe anyone anything." Tabby said.
"Thanks, Tabby." Tabby gave her a smile then she walked away. Imogen had a small blush on her cheeks. I looked at her.
"Something you want to tell me?" I asked.
"What? No." I just raised my eyebrow and Imogen sighed. "Not yet."
"Okay. Let's get you and my niece or nephew to class." I said.
"You are really gunning for that godmother position aren't you?" I nodded.
"Hell yeah I am. I'm going to spoil them rotten." I said as we walked. I saw Noa Olivar down the hall. I couldn't take my eyes off her as she walked passed not even sparing me a glance.
