Francesca "Frankie" Sullivan. Cousin to Clay Moss, side fling sometimes to Skip Hoffman and known arch enemy of Hunter Sylvester. Frankie and Hunter have been at each other's necks since the second grade. Constantly trying to publicly embarrass or o...
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Monday
With the three day weekend coming and going Hunter hadn't reached out to Frankie since leaving her house. He was worried to overstep and make her feel suffocated. But he was still feeling nervous from the way she was acting the other morning. It was driving him nuts to not know what she was up to or how she was feeling. For once he was thankful to be going back to school. Impatiently waiting to see her again. Hopeful to hear her sweet voice.
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Hunter knew they wouldn't talk when she pulled into the parking lot that morning. Yet he still waited near his own car to catch a glimpse of her. He felt his stomach flip when seeing Frankie park her truck. He gleefully watched as she stepped down onto the pavement as the wind picked up. Tousling the loose strands of hair around her face in the breeze. She kept looking ahead as she walked into the school with her friends. Hunter hiked his backpack strap higher up his shoulder and followed the rest of students inside the building to start their day.
"Good morning Kevo." Frankie greeted her friend as she gave him a posh bow. He was standing outside of their first period waiting for her.
"What's got you in such a good mood? Spend some quality time with a certain someone?" Kevin's question immediately making her smile drop and roll her eyes.
"Why does every emotion I reflect have to involve a certain long haired nerd?" She pushed past Kevin and entered the classroom as he followed behind. It was clear to her that Hunter had told Kevin of how they spent another day together over the weekend.
"Well it kinda always has. Usually it was in any form of anger or irritability. Annoyance, rage, displeasu-"
"Kevin! Thank you. I get it. Stop listing different ways of saying how he pisses me off. Or else you are going to be the next one on my shit list." Frankie pinched the bridge of her nose as she turned around and cut his speech off.
