book 3 of 4
have you ever hated someone so badly you just wanted to shoot them dead? yeah, well, be careful what you fucking wish for.
let's get one thing straight, when bianca prescott wrote up that hit list, she never intended on actually murderin...
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053 my angel
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When Bianca and JJ finally arrived at the ceremony, they were late.
The couple swiftly shuffled onto the side of the stage with their heads ducked down. Their skin burned as the audience's eyes followed their awkward entrance.
"An expedition of one man, John Routledge," The dignitary announced, side-eyeing the pair. "And a group of teenagers who are with us today."
Bianca and JJ settled into the last two wooden seats at the end of the stage beside the Pogues who rolled their eyes at their disheveled hair and askew clothes. The couple grinned sheepishly, still out of breath from their race to get there.
"Hi," Kiara whispered, squeezing Bianca's hand when she sat down.
Sarah tilted forward to mouth to her best friend, 'Fix your hair.'
Bianca quickly patted the loose tendrils down and tucked them behind her ear before turning to face the crowd. Amongst them were Topper and his family, Kiara's family, and Pope's too. Shoupe, Mr Sunn, and some of the other officials sat on the other side of the stage. Elena sent Bianca a small wave from her seat in between both her parents.
Teodoro and Pilar, her grandparents were smiling sweetly at her while Lydia, her mother merely arched an eyebrow at her unkempt appearance. Bianca winced, her eyes flickering to JJ who seemed to notice the same thing. It wasn't a great start for the boy who was supposed to be having dinner with her family later that week.
"...Locals, who grew up here and who succeeded where centuries of conquistadors, explorers, and admirals failed," The suited man continued at the podium which was adorned in their star-spangled banner. "Today, we come to celebrate these teens..."
Bianca smiled upon noticing Sarah and John B press their foreheads together, and Pope and Cleo's entwined hands. She glanced to the other side where her boyfriend was hunched over, staring at the floor. Her smile fell, nudging the boy and gesturing for him to sit up straight to which he did reluctantly.
