There is really no way to describe how irked I am at the moment. It took all the restrain I had acquired over my 17 years to keep my self from slapping Reggie across the face. Not only did he and half the other brothers storm into my classroom not even 15 minutes ago, but he also went as far as to forcefully grab me from my seat and throw me over his shoulder like a 2 year old.
"Listen, cool your jets Kae. We got her, don't worry. Yes, we are on are way back. What do you think? Yes, i understand",Reggie hurriedly replies to his cellphone. He quickly pulls the phone back from his ear and all of a sudden I here Mam's voice screech from the speaker. "Reginald Lou Spladding! Do not test me. I will not hesitate to kick your ass from here to Sunday."
I can't help it. I start to laugh.
Reggie shoots me a glare, but I ignore him and try to listen to what Mam is saying now. I might as well find out what the hell is so important that I have to be forcefully yanked from school.
"Reggie I don't care if she beats you shitless. You get Virgona back home now!", man screeched from the end of the phone.
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