Chapter 10: I'll Carry You Home

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[Chapter 10: I'll Carry You Home]

Me and Deanna are still talking to each other and that's when I realize that Vince, Dylan and Eric are in this room with us. Before I knew it, Eric was walking towards us.

"Oh look who's in detention," he tease once he's near us.

"Eric, could you shut up?" Deanna furrow her eyebrows. "Looks like you two had met. He's my younger brother if you hadn't know it."

I raise my eyebrows, unbelieving of what she just said. "You two are siblings?" I ask as they both nod.

"What's wrong with that?" he ask, sitting down on a chair beside Deanna.

"Oh, nothing. I just want to get out from this place."

"Of course the innocent girl wants to get out from this place. Why wouldn't she?" he teases and recieves an eye-roll from yours truly.

"Shut up, Eric. I'm not that innocent, compare to my brother and you guys."

"Yeah, not that innocent."

"Just shut up. I'm going to another place if you don't mind." I said, standing up.

"I just got here,"

"I know, I saw you walking here." I say, obviously annoying Eric. I walk to a few tables beside Deanna's and sit there alone. I look up to see Dylan staring at me. Before he could stand up, Vince's face was already in front of me.

"You scared the shit out of me."

"I scared the shit out of people."

I roll my eyes at his response. "So, what are you doing here. Like, sitting in front of me."

"I was bored," he stops and glance over his shoulders for a second before returning to look at me. "And the fact that Dylan staring at you annoys me."

My lips quickly twitch into a mischievous smirk as I look at him. "Someone's jealous."

"Who's that someone?" he ask, pretend to dumbfounded. I roll my eyes, "Oh you know him."

"It should be Dylan because he's just jealous he can't have this casual talk with you," he smirk.

I roll my eyes. "Whatever you say, Vincent."

"Don't call me that, it's too formal."

"I will call you that."

"No please."

"Yes please."

"Kaylee.."

"Vincent.."

"Stop."

"No."

"Kayl, please."

"Vince, please."

"Shut up."

"After you."

"You first."

"No, you first."

"You're annoying me."

"And I enjoy that."

"Kaylee."

"Vincent."

"Fine," he says in defeat. "Call me whatever you want." I laugh at him which makes him rolls his eyes at me.

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Detention has ended and I'm glad it did. I walk outside alone, wanting to go home until I heard a car horn beside me. I quickly face the driver and of course, it's Vince.

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