27: awful voice or book?

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Adams pov;

Once class ended I just stood up and went to my car. I blasted the speaker with music. And turned on ac. My little sister was wicked enough to not help in choosing my attire for the day. But i do believe in my taste. An elite taste! Anyways i'm saying thanks to this black Versace knee long cotton jacket i'm wearing, I can increase the chilly moment of my car to the very 360 of the air condition. Suddenly I heard a knock on my car window. I hissed right before checking who it was. Who ever the person was must be stupid to interrupt treat you better by Edsheeran. I turned around to see Camilla. I had no idea when I started laughing. I got out of the car and closed the door. I don't want her to enter my car. Actually I don't like anyone getting in my car. Even my sister and Camilla who's like my best friend and equally a sister to me can't get in my car just like that!

Camilla threw me a disbelieving look. I laughed hard at that. She stood in the passenger site. She quickly rounded the car and got to the driver's seat. "What the fuck Adams!" She said as she glared at me, and pushed me way, opening the driver's side of the car door. She pressed the unlock button and unlocked the passenger side's door before going back there and getting in the car. I rolled my eyes before entering the car.

I got in and closed the door. "How did playing truant felt like?" I asked. She rolled her eyes before focusing on the book in her hand. I used my hand to check the cover and see what book was that. Catching fire! Not that I didn't see it coming.

I started karaokeing the song, it was still treat you better, "minimize your awful voice." Camilla said as she opened more pages of the awful book in her hand.

I ignored her and continued singing, even making some moves with my hands as I danced away my heart.

"Treattttt you better!" I said moving my shoulders in dancing styles.

Next thing I saw, Camilla's hands have made it to the music panel, and she reduced it. This was the very reason I didn't want her to get in my car. I rolled my eyes at her. She had no idea I even did that, looking from the way her attention was completely on the book.

"Get out!" I said. "Out of my car Camilla!"

That's when she looked my way and threw me a glare, "you know I won't. Why bothering yourself?" She ended with a smile. I blew out air that ended up flaring some of the hair that cascaded down my forehead. I finally let out a sigh.

She then closed the book and looked back at me again, "alright, who's that girl back in class?" She asked a little attentively for my liking.

"Which girl?"

"The girl that dropped you flowers?" She said it out like a question.

My mouth twitched in a smile.

Camilla waved her hands in front of me. "You smiled back there, and you're doing it again here. If you ask me, that doesn't look cool to me?" She said before getting off the car and banging the door on my face.

"Don't break my car." I finally let out silently. I knew she couldn't even hear me.

I turned off the music and got out of the car. I was feeling hungry honestly.

"Hey Adams!" A boy called out. That was the first boy I saw once I got out of my car. I wanted to hiss at him. But decided to be a little nice. So I settled on a more nice way. "Fuck you!" I said before glaring at him and vanishing out of the place. Why won't they get I don't like huge circle. The only people I can treat nice is those close to me. My mom's close to me. My sister and Camilla –who's like my best friend, are close to me. My dad is a different story for another day. These are the only people I can be nice to. The other's can go fuck themselves up.

And this girl! The tan girl?! I'm not even sure where to classify her as. I glanced at the backseat in my car and saw the flowers. So she dropped me flowers? My mouth twitched in a smile. Alright I can classify her as some one not close to me too! I want to be bitchy towards her as well. I smirked at that, fully contented with my decision, I sprung to the cafeteria.

It's like everything been planned. The moment I arrived at the cafeteria I saw tanned skin with a tray in hand. I smirked at that before smiling wickedly. I imagined what would happen when I bumped in to her and make the food ends up on the floor and then walked off. I'm sure the expression on her face gonna be funny.

I took a step when suddenly the image in front of me made my eyes squints.

How dare you?!!!!!!!!

I sprung often the person and caught him by the collar. I'm not usually violent. But I don't like shit. So I used all the power in me before I pushed the guy back.

The guy ended up staggering back scatteredly till he reached the wall.

"Apologise to her!" I voiced out in anger.

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