The Styles Triplets

Chapter 34

Oh no. I don't have any clothes. How am I supposed to go to school with no clothes!

Why is hell beginning again? I can't stand the people there. I can't stand the teachers. I just can't stand school. At all. But I need to do well. Oh my.

"Baylee," Edward calls out.

It's the morning of the first day back at school after summer vacation. And I'm still at the gang house with Edward. My body is sore from the crash course yesterday and Edward seems to be in a happy mood.

Why the fuck? I don't know. There's school today.

"What?" I say, getting annoyed thinking about school.

"I have some clothes for you," he says, holding a black garbage bag.

"What I've always wanted. A stylish garbage bag," I say.

"Chill, girl. There's actual clothes in here," he says tossing the bag onto the bed, next to me.

I grab the bag and open it up. Picking out a light, white summery dress and some nude underwear. Lucky I washed my bra last night.

I head into the bathroom and get changed. I quickly make myself look presentable and leave the bathroom.

"Problem. What are we going to do about pens, pencils, notebooks and all that other rubbish?" I ask him.

He throws me a really nice nude handbag that feels heavy. I open it up and notice school essentials in there.

"Where the fuck did you get all of this from?" I ask him, with a shocked expression.

He just shrugs in response, "Here, there and everywhere."

I nod at him and look at myself in the mirror one last time. "Okay, let's go to hell," I say, leaving the room with Edward chuckling at me.

Heading through the bar was less scary at this time in the morning, because not many people were there, and the bar open to everyone was closed. There was a few cars parked in the parking lot though.

One of the cars' lights start flashing, and Edward walks towards it.

"It's a spare car," he explains getting in and starting it.

I guess I'm going with him.

It takes about ten minutes until we pull up to school. Edward parks in the senior area, since now we are seniors.

"You ready?" Edward asks me.

"No," I say, grabbing my things and leaving the car.

As soon as I get out, a body tackles me, and I groan.

"Good God," I say, rubbing my head. I look up and notice it was Denisa that tackled me.

"Hi," she chirps, with a big smile on her face.

Harry comes out of no where and wraps his arm around her shoulders. He nods a hello to Edward and I. Then Marcel and Georgina walk towards us holding hands.

"Well. Let's start this day," Harry says.

"Everyone seems to be staring at us," Georgina says, looking around the car park.

Her observation seems to be correct. Majority of the population that is in the car park are indeed looking at our group of six.

"What's new?" Edward says, his dark demeanour coming back, and heading to the front doors.

Marcel and Georgina follow him, but stopping at Marcel's school friends. Whilst Harry, Denisa and I head to our friendship group.

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