PROLOGUE

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you know how you get angry and your insides boil and you have the sudden urge to hit whatever that's in front of you....

you know what's in front of me? jobe bellingham.

i want to hit his face multiple times. my eye twitches as i hear the class explode into multiple applauses he won the debate... the debate that he didn't even wanna fucking be in... the debate i was supposed to win

jobe grins as he took a bow

"Aafiya" the teacher called out slowly rising from her seat. " I'm disappointed you usually do great at these"

I look down at my shoes holding my tongue. hearing all the claps die down as i stand up straight finally looking up

The class stared at me, probably thinking I was about to spaz.

I would but today I'm just tried and ready to go home, it's Friday and all I want is to leave after losing to globe head.

"congratulations on the win bellingham cause it won't happen again."

And like clock work the final bell rung after sending him a fake smile I leave with my dignity still intact.

Chapter 1 coming soon 💕
writers - @yafavblackie and me

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