For the past three weeks, azazel has been ignoring me and acting cold towards me. To be honest it was starting to piss me off.I was walking down the hall, when I saw a familiar figure talking to one of the cheerleaders.
I walked up to them. Grabbing Aza by her arm.Dragging her into a closet.
Thank god. It was unlocked. Cause if it wasn't that would've been embarrassing.
Shutting the door behind us.
"What's your problem! I told you not to touch me." Aza yelled.
"My problem? You're the one who's been ignoring me."
Aza huffed. Running her hand through her hair. I would be lying if I said this girl wasn't beautiful. Azazel rolled her eyes. Gripping the door knob.
Trying to open it. "It's locked." Shaking the door aggressively. "No it isn't." Aza moved out of way. I tried to opening door, but the door knob didn't turn. The school bell rang through the halls.
"You were saying."
I tied everything in power not to freak out.
"Will you stay still!"
Aza was fuming. She took out her phone. The sound of footsteps stopped.
"Great no service."
"Just break it." I tell her. Playing with my fingers.
"If I break it how are we going to explain that a 5'2 girl managed to break a heavy wooden door.
"I don't know. We can get out of this place. It's Friday either way." I began pacing back and forth.
"Will you stop pacing! It's freaking me out!" Aza yelled. I stopped pacing. Lowering my head.
Aza softened her eyes. "I-I didn't mean to yell. I just don't like it when someone is pacing back and forth." She whispered, Her soft eyes were looking at me. I nodded.
Aza turned around taking a deep breath in. Before she used her strength to break the door.
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There was an awkward silence between us. "Are you going to keep ignoring me?" I asked. Glancing at azazel. She just ignored me and continued staring at the road.
I don't even know what I did to make her ignore me. Out of frustration, I grabbed the wheel. Azazel immediately stepped on the brake.
"Are you out of your mind! You've killed us!"
"Why are you ignoring me?!"
Aza frowned. "What? All of sudden you want my attention? Is that why you say shit? So I can give you what you want."
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