❝Lai, you're really pushing your luck tonight.❞
❝Luck is for the weak, J. I prefer calculated risks.❞
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forget quadratic equations; Laia's equation is more like "Revenge = Fun + Chaos."
armed with sarcasm, a knack for misch...
Got mobbed by some assholes on the way here. Just another Monday, you know.
OUT OF THE BLACK, INTO THE BLUE.
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angel of small death & the codeine scene - hozier
Leash-less confusion I wander the concrete,
Wonder if better now having survived,
Jarring of judgment and reasons defeat,
The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm alive.
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OUTER BANKS.
LAIA'S POV
It's the first day of school, and the looming spectre of education hangs over our heads like a dark cloud. I hop on my bike, feeling the weight of my impending academic doom. The weather seems to match my gloomy mood, with gray clouds threatening to burst into a storm at any moment.
As I approach the high school, I spot the Pogues gathered by the entrance. JJ is taking a casual swig from a mysterious bottle, and Kie seems to be the voice of reason—or at least attempting to be.
"Hey, chill out." Kie advises JJ, who replies with a carefree nonchalance, "If I black out, just don't remind me."
"That's not funny." Kie scolds, her gaze suddenly falling onto me as I nonchalantly park my bike behind her car.
"Lai?" She questions, concern etched on her face.
"Morning." I greet them without a smile, my enthusiasm for the first day back at school clearly lacking.
Kiara tugs me into their huddle. "We honked at you, and you've already left."
"Yeah, just took my bike for a swing." I nod casually, as if a bike ride is the latest extreme sport.
