Makennas POV

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The sun beats down on me while I lick my ice cream, causing it to melt.

It taste good, but all fat foods do.

"What do you guys wanna do next?" Cal asks. I look up at him, thinking.
"I don't know, tigers?" Luke says, shrugging his shoulders.

I get up to throw the other half of my ice cream away, Michael didn't get any.

"I'll be right back." I say to the boys.

They don't even look up.

I make my way to the restrooms which seemed to be empty except an old women washing her hands. I go to a mirror and try to 'fix' my hair.

Once she's gone I slip into a stall. I bend on my knees and stick two fingers down my throat.

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