chapter 13

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Okay guys this is the final chapter of the series, let's go out with a BANG *hint hint*

Bahja: again, I'm sorry for everything

Jacob: mmhm yea, now if you'll excuse me I've got to get to class

Bahja: wait , I want to give you and Chressy Boo-

Jacob: Chresanto

Jacob: yes, Chresanto, an invitation to my Champagne party I'm having. Everyone will be there

Bahja handed the invitation to Jacob who had examined her. She looked s mess: no caked on makeup, ragged clothes, no pink weave to hide her burnt out shame, and her eye was lightly twitching as she blunted on a crackhead smile. He saw some scratches on her arm and didn't wanna think much on it, so he hesitantly took it.

Jacob:..... I'll check my planner

Bahja: you two will love it. It'll be a... Blast

Bahja then walked away, hysterically laughing and disappearing into the crowd. Jacob rolled his eyes and continued to the class room and looked at the invitation. He saw Chresanto sitting at a table folding up some paper. He looked up and saw Jacob, then flashed his grin and beckoned him to come.

Chresanto: I made you this

Jacob: a paper crane, how thoughtful

Chresanto: look at the left wing

Jacob: "you give me wings to fly". Aww Chres how sweet. You see it's little things like this that I appreciate the most

Chresanto: I love you Jacob

Jacob: and I love you Chresanto

Chresanto: what's that?

Jacob: just an invitation that Bahja gave me for her champagne party. She insists that we go

Chresanto: no

Jacob: you see I was thinking that, but what if she's really changed?

Chresanto: oh she's changed alright, she's changed into a crazy bitch

Jacob: what makes you say that?

Chresanto: look at her

They both looked over to Bahja and saw her picking at her arms and giggling to herself, then writing something on a piece of paper.

Chresanto: see what I mean?

Jacob: you have a point there

Chresanto: bwok bwok chicken chicken

Jacob: Chresanto now you know that's not nice, even if she is bald headed

They both snickered and the teacher went to the front of the classroom.

Teacher: okay everyone as you know there's only a few blinks left and you'll be done with high school

The class hooped and hollered at the thought of school coming to an end, or at least required school, that's if they decide to go to college.

Teacher: alright class settle down. Now I know y'all gonna miss me, I mean who wouldn't miss me

Breaunna: oh yes, and I'm gonna be at your house in the middle of the night with pots and pans (check the photo above)

Teacher: then I'm getting my dog on you hahaha. Anyways, so today we're not gonna be doing much but since graduation is so close and you guys will soon be adults, I want you to write a short essay on what you are doing to do after high school. What do you want to do with your life? What are your goals? What will the next few months be like?

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