❝She kills without second thought.❞
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Micajah's PoV:
"Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the cor...
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Chapter 18 - "You Love Him,"
I walk to 2nd period, AP History, expecting the class to be empty as it always is.
Because, as you already know, I always come early.
I know I'm a nerd. No need to point it out.
I hum a random show tune as I push the door open, entering the class.
But to my utter surprise, there are already two occupants; one is sitting on the chair beside mine and the other on my chair.
"Nicole?" I call, when I recognize that mocha skin in her bony arms and the head full of black hair, which is currently hidden partially, as she's lying with her face down on the desk.
The two girls jerk up, and I see the moment the Asian girl beside her startles in fear, before she calms down. My eyes shift to Nicole, and her sorrow-filled expression shows that she's clearly upset about something.
Shit, Is it because of last night?!
"Nicole, I'm so sorry! I never meant to make you upset!" I fret, as I rush down the aisle to our desk.
"What? No, Micajah! I'm not upset or anything," She protests, shaking her head as she tries to smile at me.
But I'm not stupid, and I know a fake smile when I see one.
"Nic, really!" I place my hands on her shoulders for a moment, "Some things happened, and —"
"She's not upset because of you," A voice cuts in, and I turn to the Asian in surprise.
"She upset because . . ." The girl trials off, looking at Nicole for direction, who in turn shoots her a look.
"She's upset because, Emerald said that she's taking Alpha Seneca's sloppy seconds," The girl finishes, despite the looks Nicole is throwing her way.
"Crap," I curse, shoving my hands into my hair.
"I'm so sorry," I repeat, not able to think of anything else to say.
Nicole takes in a shaky breath.
"It's okay, Micajah. Just forget it."
I oblige and place my bag on the desk. The other girl moves to another desk, and I occupy the place she vacated, slowly watching the students fill the class one by one.
Why should I always cause trouble to the people around me?
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There's only one more minute for the bell!
I'm sitting in 3rd period, AP Maths, wondering where the hell is Seneca and her Beta.
