Chapter 2: She's Beautiful

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First day of our senior year and here I am being a taxi driver for my friends

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First day of our senior year and here I am being a taxi driver for my friends. The things I do. Of course, out of the three I have my own car. I have a BMW.

(Ps I am not a car person so all I did was pick a car and searched up a picture of it from Pinterest.)

(Picture of the car)

Before we made our way to the school I stopped at Dunkin' Donuts so that I could get myself and these knuckleheads some food

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Before we made our way to the school I stopped at Dunkin' Donuts so that I could get myself and these knuckleheads some food. I know we are supposed to be eating healthy but I balance going to the gym and eating food out. So that I'm good when it comes to football.

Once we got our food I gave them their food and started driving to the school. "Hey, fucker's don't mess up my car," I say. I do not need them dirtying my car at all because if they do then I'm going to make sure they clean it up.

"Nobody's going to mess up your car, you freak you're so obsessed with it," Dominic says.

"I am not obsessed with my car, I just like it clean and not dirty," I say.

"Ok buddy says the one who literally has a name for it and calls it their baby," Christian says.

"No, and I just love my car," I say, defending myself.

"Ok whatever, you say," Owen says.

Well as you can see I'm friends with a bunch of knuckleheads but I love them and wouldn't trade them for anybody else.

~ Time skip

Pulling up to the school parking lot I parked and then we all got out of the car. Making sure that they all grabbed their trash and didn't leave anything in my car. We threw our trash away and walked into the school.

I don't talk to everybody but they seem to love me. During 11th grade I had multiple little flings that meant nothing to me. I thought I was the shit having all the girls wanting me but it got boring and annoying because they would be like "I love you Milo" and I would be like "You haven't even known me for that long to be in love with me".

"Yo well I'm headed to my first class of the day so I will see you at lunch later today," I say to the boys.

"Yeah catch you later," Christian says while looking at a girl.

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