The Oklahoma Sunset

Thank God for Caitlin and Shannon...... or not ???

New chapter anyone?

xoxo,

ananicole

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I've noticed that ever sense i moved to Oklahoma bad things have been happening left and right. From my whole family seeing me in my underwear, to people being rude to me my first day, to cheerleaders being bitches, etc. I'm soooo not feelin it. AND THEN i get this damn text that i've been staring at for about thirty minutes striaghtt

"Bring the folder and i'll bring your little boyfriend"

Like really? who the hell would even...... ugh now i gotta be all superwomen and find whoever this dick is that stole my future man. The only person that came into my mind was Randall.... and long ridiculos victoria secret legs.

I grabbed my car keys and ran out of my room texting my mom that i'd be late for dinner tonite because i had a "science project" due and wanted to get a head start on it. she bought it so i got in my car and drove as fast as i could to the school without getting pulled over by any cops. I figured sense i snuck into the principals office and took personal property i could do it again. hoping that i'd find Randalls home address, or any personal information like that.

Thankfully once i got there Principal Calery was no were to be found and neither was tata women... their probley having an affair lmao. i snuck in as quietly as possible and went over to this beige filing cabnent that had last names.

HASTINGS, RANDALL

relive washed over my enitre body including my shaky nervous hands that suddenly turned non visible as i was attempting to grab the file i heard someone coming from the office so i quickly hid underneath mr calery's desk. how classic. in walked in vicotria secret legs and extremely expensive looking loafers and dress pants..... was this Randall? no it couldnt be he had Drake? i popped up from under the desk.....

"weres drake randall... i know you have him" i threw daggers his way. he flinched and stepped back twoards the door a little bit along with the victoria secret legs.

"i-i-i i dont know what your talking about. Who is drake? the football player? i dont even talk to him....."  i showed him the text i'd received an hour earlier. he said that the number looked very firmiliar to him and that he needed to get his phone to see.

His eyes grew wide...

"who's number is it Randall tell me or i swear i'll kick you were the sun dont shine" i said trying not to crack a smile at the last part. he beleived me and began telling me who it was... stuttering in the process

"it's.... ms emm............." he said in a bit of whisper like he was afraid of her for some reason... but why? shes extremely old and wrinkly and couldnt hurt a fly.

"WHAT..... your lying... why do you even have her numbeer?" i asked him quite judgeinglyy...

"because she's my aunt.. he said again in a whisper" why the fuck was this kid whispering? but to say that he was scared was a understatment. his lips were quivering and his hands were beggining to shake.

"were is she" i didnt have time to think about all of this i needed to find Drake and make sure that he was okay.

"she's ushually at her house but.... im not sure i could come with you though.. ya know help you find her scent" my eyebrow went up at that one but again i let it go. i grabbed his hand, told the victoria secret models to stay back but he insisted that they come and i led them to my car. he drove because he said id be faster cause he knew what he was doing. i was a little skeptical to let him drive my car because the last time we even talked he was threatening me and as far as i knew he hated me.. with a fiery burning passion.

We pulled up to a warehouse within 10 minutes which i thought was fantastic and amazing because the way he was swerving in and out of traffic was crazy. i would of hit like fifty cars. he got out of the car and walked to the back seat door and let the vicotria secret models out. I really looked at there faces now. there beautiful ones blonde and gorgeous and the others a beautiful brownskinned beauty with magnificant curly hair. they began running twoard the warehouse..... in HEELS. they kicked down the door... seriously this broads are fuckin fabulous.

as we entered i saw Ms. Emm holding a gun to Drakes beautiful head wiith ducktape wrapped around his mouth and him tied to a chair... typical bad guy stuff. I wanted to run up to ms.emm and attack her ... i could feel evilness radiating from her disgusting little smirk.... THIS BITCH i started to walk twoard her when one of the girls put the arm in from of me to stop me... i think he name was Caitlin the brownskinned bombshell. she said

"i got this" and ran and did a summer salt in the air and kicked ms emm in the face making her fall to the ground the other one i think her name was Shannon she ran over to Caitlin and helped finish her up i stared at them stunned seeing them tear her to peiced i had to turn to randall who was just allowing them tear up his aunt? and our teacher? but i didnt care i ran over to help untie Drake and make sure he was safe when i was getting the tape from his mouth his eyes went wide and he kept looking behind me when all of a sudden i felt sharp lips hit my shoulder.

immidetly darkness consumed me...... all i remember was hitting the floor

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I know that was extremely short. sorry the following ones with be much longer i promise

xoxooxoxoxox,

ananicole

& shoutouttt to my bff CaityA who wrote her first book on here. Go headd' lil momma.