Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ VIII

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Hello there! I just wanted to say that I updated the A/n and the chapters, please read the A/n of you haven't because that explains a lot, like why Y/n mentioned that skid and pump are twelve year olds, and as for the chapters I only added the month and day as so you (and I) don't get confused

Also, after this chapter there may or may not be a huge time skip 😅

Here is how the inside of the tree house looks like (for the chapter to make sense)

Here is how the inside of the tree house looks like (for the chapter to make sense)

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Key words: F/p - favorite pizza

Enjoy :)

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October 11th 2022
Tuesday

I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing, groaning I picked up my phone and turned it off, taking it off the charger as well

Getting out of my bed I walked towards my wardrobe, opening it and grabbing the first thing I saw, I really didn't want to spend 10 minutes picking out an outfit

Putting on the long sleeved shirt and baggy pants, that coincidentally matched, I walked to the bathroom

Grabbing my toothbrush I looked in the mirror

"Jeez, I look like shit." I said, rubbing my eyes, I started to brush my teeth and did everything else I needed to do, but I won't go in to detail

Walking downstairs I sat down on the kitchen island, luckily mom wasn't in the kitchen, just my dad

"Morning dad." I said, he turned around slightly and smiled

"Morning Y/n." He turned back around, putting bacon and eggs of four plates "How'd you sleep?" He asked, as he took a plate and handed it to me

"Good, I mean my body was hurting the whole night, but I still slept pretty well." I shrugged, taking a bite out of my food

"Oh, and why is that?" He asked, sitting down across from me as he started to eat

"Oh, I just have a big bruise on my side, plus a cut on my left hand, and a slight bruise on my right wrist." I said, like it was the most normal thing ever, continuing to eat my food

"What?! Why didn't you go to the doctor?! Did those things happen at school! Because I swear to God I'm going to kill whoever did those things to you." He said, his grip on the fork tightening

"Well, I guess you're going to have to kill a steep rocky hill and a bush." I chuckled

"But what bout your wrist? It looks like someone gripped on it pretty hard, since that couldn't happen with a rock." He says, pointing at my wrist, I pulled down my sleeve

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