Pat and Blake came by to our table walking slowly. The were making themselves look cool, so that girls could swoon head over heals for them. "Blair, what a pleasant surprise. We though we were at your house eat in lucky charms and playing COD. What made you come here to Miami? BMW, your still B.O property ! Remember that scar? Well it needs to be redone !" Whispered Blake, I could see pat smirking next to him and I helped this sorry ass. WOW !!!
Before I could comprehend the last sentence, Blake pulls me over his shoulders and I could see pat point his gun to the boys. "Guys don't worry nothings going to happen to me. Please don't follow me !"I yelled to there direction, I could see few nods and sad smiles at my direction.
Blake threw me to the backseat where I had my first kiss and lost my V - card, he raised my shirt. I could see pat looking at me in a really hungry manner, "Well here's the scar, let's redo it shall we ?" Questioned Blake, he drew his knife out and did a curve line around B.O, he then crossed the word out. Pain and darkness flew through me,"Get your sorry ass back to the lunch hall!" Yelled Blake, and I did so.
As soon as I entered the lunch hall, Rami and the boys came running to my side. I think they didn't see the blood seeping through my shirt, as they walked to me I lost my balance and fell. I hissed at the impact felt on my side , all of a sudden a was surrounded in a blood pool. I could see black spots occurring on my eyes. I closed my eyes to welcome the darkness.
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Sad I know ....
Quote of the day :- M.I.A
Music of the day :- Uptown funk by Bruno Mars and Mark Ronson
Movie of the day :- Bride wars
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Teen FictionBlair, a teenage girl who involved herself into the drug dealing business. Her mother doesn't support both Blair and Jason. Blair tries giving shelter to her brother and loving him unconditionally which her mother could not pour.........
