Chapter 7. Loser and Decisions.

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Devan didn't come during the lunch time and the bell already went off, so, no lunch for him and Aaron the great, took the hot dog with him anyway.


I was finding Devan throughout the school, and didn't get him anywhere around. Where is he?

I went out of the school and checked the parking lot, Devan's car wasn't there. He was gone.


I huffed.


I took my phone out to call him and saw a text from 'Devan.'


Hey, I am sorry, but I had to go to the public library to take the book because our school didn't have it. Suckers. See you tomorrow. Bye. J

D.


I slipped my phone back into my pocket.


"Hey, need a ride home?" someone asked.


I turned around to see Aaron, rotating his car keys in his pointing finger.


"Well, a-" I hesitated but, he cut me off instead.

"I am not asking you, let's go," he said, clicking the switch in his keys, making his car beep.


'Jerk' I muttered under my breath.

Aaron sat in the driver's seat obviously and I opened the back door.


"I am not your driver. Sit in the passenger seat." He ordered.

"Could you be nice to people because I was keeping my backpack there, and was coming to sit in the passenger seat, because I know and I realized it lot ago, that you aren't my driver." I snapped.


I sat in the passenger's seat and we were off.


"Fine, but, you could've kept your backpack after sitting in the passenger seat too. Couldn't you?" he asked.

"I could, but I didn't," I made myself clear enough.

"Why didn't you?" he asked.

"Because, I didn't want to," I said annoyed.

"Why didn't you want to?" he asked.

"Hey, okay, let's get one thing straight, I can do whatever the hell I want to do. You don't get to tell me what to do and what not to," I snapped.

"Fine," he said defeated.

"I win, loser," I sang.


We were silent for a few seconds while I did the victory dance in the seat.


"Look, I am sorry for the scene in the canteen, I didn't mean to-" Aaron said, looking at me.

"What the cream fudge, look at the road, I don't want to die," I yelled, almost scaring him.


Aaron's eyes fixated on the road.


"And it's okay," I trailed off.

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