Chapter 9 "okay, skipper"

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Charlottes pov

I walked down the halls of the school, The Skipper beside me,

"Sooo, you gonna talk to him yet???" The skipper teased

"Get your pussy out of my business," I thwaked The Skipper in the stomach.

"Yeah but are you????" The Skipper bugged me, I growled at her.

"Kys" I remarked kindly

We walked to class, The Skipper was not leaving me alone (smh SMH bro) after lunch, I walked to my class with my Guthrie husband. Aubree was still there.

"Leave me tf alone," I said cutely,

"You love me," she hugged me,

"I would rather eat a sock," I remarked. She smiled

"So, you gonna come to the nutcracker?" The skipper questioned, I frowned at her

"Yeahhhh ofc," I said weakly, truth is, I didn't want to go.

After the class I walked to my next class, Abgy came up behind behind me and grabbed my shoulder, yanking it. I yelped.

"Suck it up, loser," she said, walking beside me, I chuckled.

We walked in a (un)comfortable silence, Abgy starred at me, fricken weirdo (lol jk jk jk jk)

Once I got settled in, guess who I was met with, that's right, The Skipper.

"Hey, you guys wanna come to my birthday?" She asked nicely, (pathetically)

"Lol no," Abgy laughed, I looked at Abgy and at The Skipper, I bit my lip slightly.

Suddenly, the bell rang.

"I-I'll talk to you later, bye." I said softly, she sighed and walked away, depressingly. I scoffed

Bitch better suck it up

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