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over the next few days, a true gem hit the female population of bridgeton. the rock of gibraltar. a true, sexy, monumental moment in any girl above the age of 12's lives. and isabella was no different.

bella, leah and their friendship group were sat on the green in their school yard during lunch break, soaking up the last rays of cool september sun. bella was glad she chose the baby pink short pleated skirt for the bottom half of her outfit, allowing the last moments of sun to sink into her flesh. tara walsh was gripping her copy of the novel in her hands, squeezing it against her chest as she swooned. all of the girls were in a deep conversation about the book, one that made bradley wish he was sat with his own friends.

"the more you lot talk about this book, the less i want you reading it issy." the comment made all the girls give each other a look, before slowly turning to the ginger male. bella creased her eyebrows together and placed her bookmark back onto the page she was on.

"why? it's literally a book..?" leah snorted at her tone, something which made isabella bite back a smile. all of the girls gave each other confused looks, each of them having already decided prior that they also disliked bradley. they just put up with him for bella's sake.

"it's like reading porn, how all you girls seem to be dripping from it." isabella couldn't help but cringe at the word choice falling from her partners lips. she huffed, placing her book on the ground and rising to her feet so she was now taller then bradley. he gazed up at her with furrowed brows and lips in a thin line.

"you are so thick sometimes it hurts my soul. i'm not reading porn!" bella started, her cheeks flushing lightly as passers-by gave her a strange look. bradley too got to his feet, refusing to allow her to tower over him. her annoyance didn't simmer as she was casted into his shadow. "it's a beautiful piece of literature! yes, there is indeed some sensual parts but it's not like i'm reading the fifty shades of grey series!" her arms firmly folded against her chest, a hot expulsion of air leaving her nostrils without her trying to. bradley too simmered with a rage which the ginger boy always had lingering below the surface.

"every girl in the school is getting horny over that shit. if porn is cheating, so is reading books about sexy horses or whatever." what sounded like a very reasonable thought coming from bradley's mouth in his own mind, ended up sounding like complete waffle to anyone else. bella snorted, a slightly amused but aggravated smile on her lips as she did.

"since when is porn cheating?" leah couldn't help but giggle at bella's question, making bradley's cold brown eyes lock onto hers. he stared her down before bella jumped back in, not appreciating the look he was giving her best friend. this too made the couple begin a whole new argument, their bickering being ignored by everyone in the vicinity. this was a usual sight for everyone, so it was mainly ignored.

that was until judd birch looked up from the joint he was smoking with his friends upon hearing a bit of commotion. he watched when she stood to her feet, bradley following soon after and their muffled arguing sounding right after that. although it did bring amusement to him from seeing isabella so riled up, it just pissed him off seeing bradley get similar response from her that he conjured. he watched as her arms folded across her chest and her foot involuntarily bounced against the grass.

"what you staring at buddy?" tyler, one of judd's friends, questioned as he passed him their blunt. he followed his eyeline but reached the complete wrong conclusion. "tara walsh, aye? i thought she was a little bit too vanilla for a guy like you, but you always do manage to surprise me." he slapped his back, a smirk on his thin lips. judd looked at the group bella was in, realising that his most recent sexual encounter was sat amongst the girls giggling away at bradley. hearing tye's words made a lightbulb emerge from judd's head, a sinister smirk on his face.

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