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D I L L O N

i walk to my locker after the last class of the day finally ended. thank fucking god, i was about to fall asleep in that boring ass classroom and that just shows how boring it was, because those desks are the most uncomfortable fuckers ever.

i put in the combination in the lock for my locker as i pull it open grabbing my backpack out, stuffing my books and binder inside.

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i get home shortly later, and turn the door knob to the front door as it opened. i move my legs into the house and walk to the kitchen setting my backpack on the counter.

opening the fridge i grab one of my step fathers beers and open it taking a slightly big gulp. i then shut the fridge grabbing some chips from the cupboard and make my way up to my room leaving my backpack on the counter down in the kitchen.

i lay my body on my bed then sit up groaning knowing that i couldn't just stare at my ceiling, well i mean i could but that's kinda boring as fuck in my opinion. i reach for my laptop opening it up, entering in the password which was 'dolandick' dont judge.

i watch youtube videos for a bit until it gets to be around 12pm. i know i know youre probably wondering "bitch you wasted 9 hours on your laptop. god damn youre a lazy ass hoe" and hey you're right.

getting up off my bed, i pull my clothes off and put on one of my big flannels, deciding not to wear bottoms but yet only underwear.

lying back down i scrolled through my phone for a bit until my eyes closed slowly, as my brain and body fell asleep.

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"Dillon!" my mother calls from at the bottom of the stairs

"Oh my god. what the fuck do you want mom? It's," I quickly checked my alarm for the time before continuing my sentence,"it's 5:48am."

"Watch your mouth Dillon and your teacher Mr. dolan called, he said he would like to talk to you."

i groaned rolling my eyes,"cant you just tell him to get off my dick for once. he's always wanting to talk to me about homework and missing assignments not that i have any missing assignments of course." i lied not wanting to get scolded this morning.

"Sorry Dillon I cant just tell your teacher to 'get off your dick for once'. now get up and get ready for school."

"fuck this shit," i mumbled pulling myself out of bed and quickly put some sweats on and a black hoodie. i placed some black vans on my feet and grabbed my phone, walking downstairs whilst putting my hair in a messy bun not caring about my make up this morning. only because i could do it at school in the bathroom.

i got my backpack from the kitchen and headed out the door not even saying goodbye to my mom because she was talking to that douche tom or my so called step father.

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i walk into the school only to be greeted by my friend morgan,"can you put this in my locker for me?" i ask looking at him holding out my backpack.

"you know im not your butler right?"

"yeah i know. you're my maid," i smiled.

he rolled his eyes grabbing the bag and walked off doing as i said

i then walked to mr. dolan's classroom, walking in as i saw miss kenton flirting with sam, as it was pretty obvious he was joining in on the flirting.

"mhm," i cleared my throat looking at them as molly rolled her eyes at me giving me a dirty look before making her way past me and out of the class.

"Oh hello miss.revern. boy do i have some questions for you," grayson chuckled plastering a smirk on that face of his looking at me as he sat on the corner of his desk

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okay i am so sorry for the such long wait for the next chapter but here it is! i really hoped you liked it, sorry if it's a bit sucky it's 3:51am right now. also thank you guys so much for 1.9k reads we're so close to 2k reads! i love you guys so much for reading this book i honestly never thought it would get this much reads but just thank you, it means a lot to know people read this. get this chapter to 20 votes and i will try to have the next chapter up soon

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