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「 Kaden 」
"What the fuck is this?" Knight seethes and throws it on the table looking at Noah, Wes Rider, and me, "did you do this shit?"
"They can't have," Annika says looking over her shoulder. "Some of these are from months ago, when you were dating that freak guy, what was his name? Jacob— really? by the way, Jacob? You went for a guy with a name liked Jacob?"
"That's not the point right now Annika. Clearly I have much bigger fucking problems right now."
I raise my eyebrows at her language, clearly Miss Knight, isn't as good of a girl as everyone says she is.
"Yeah these photos are from like months ago," her brother who introduced himself earlier as Henry says joining the conversation. "From when you were dating that ass bag, and you guys were in probably the longest least relationship-y relationship ever."
"Does that change the fact that there is an inherently creepy book with pictures of me in it? No." Knight turns to us again. "Are you certain this wasn't you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," the words come out with a cocky edge, but I honestly don't know what they're talking about. I won't tell any of them that though, let them assume the worst. It's interesting this way, I get information that they wouldn't usually divulge.
"Oh ew! my eyes! My eyes!" Henry suddenly cries out stepping back and throwing his hands over his face. "Why is a photo like that in there?!"
"What are you talking about?" Knight asks frowning before looking over and sighing when she sees the photo he's talking about. "You big baby, what are you crying about? Its literally just a photo from junior prom."
"Yeah but your ass looks great, I can't see you like that; it makes you seem like a decent looking human."
"And why were you looking at your sister's ass in the first place?" Wes asks inserting himself into the conversation.
"Why are you even in my kitchen in the first place?" Knight interjects, shooting me a hateful look.
"Gosh why are there so many photos of you and Jacob, it's unnerving," Annika asks flipping through the rest of the pages. "Actually, the most unnerving thing is the handwriting— it looks like a crazy person wrote it."
"Well that's crazy considering this is a book of puppies and kittens!" Knight seethes.
"Well what are you going to do with it?" Rider asks. "Can I have it?"
She pauses for a moment and then turns to Rider with probably the angriest look I've seen in a while, "if you want to stay alive for the time being I suggest you shut your mouth before I come over there and shove that pot so far up your ass you'll be tasting pasta for the rest of your miserable life." She moves away from the group and picks up the sauce jar she was opening before Wes and Rider joined our little party and dumping it in a small saucepan to heat it up. "Now can we please burn that thing?" she waves to the book that's sitting on the table with disdain.
