13-I Didn't Know Hypocrites Could Be Motivational Speakers

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Chapter Thirteen
I Didn't Know Hypocrites Could Be Motivational Speakers

"You've got everything?" Drew asked me again.

"Yes," I let out an aspirated sigh, "you don't need to baby me. I'm sixteen," I reminded him.

"I just want to make sure my baby sister has everything," he defended, obviously ignoring my baby comment.

"For school?" I asked with a chuckle, "dude, you do this everyday."

He waved away my last statement. "Well, if you need anything—"

"You're only a phone call away," I finished his sentence. "Yeah, I know." I rolled my eyes.

"Can you guys do this when I'm not here?" Audrey asked from the backseat.

"Yeah Drew, could we maybe not do this anywhere at all, actually?" I asked him.

"Nah," he smirked and wiggled his eyebrows at my friend, "she's already seen it all. Literally."

Audrey's eyes widened and I clamped my hands to my ears.

"Lalalalalalalalalala," I sang, "I don't want to hear about either of you guys' sex life!"

I quickly grabbed my bag and ran out of the car and slammed the door behind me, Audrey calling for me to wait up.

Soon I slowed down enough for her to catch up, and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"What?" She asked with a semi-smile.

"'Ya nasty," I told her and forced a shiver.

She laughed at my response. "I'll admit, what your dumbass brother said was completely uncalled for."

"Yeah," I made a gaging sound. "Now I have an image in my head that I can't un-see."

She shook her head at me and smiled, meanwhile I was choking on my own bile.

In the hall there was a big group of students, —mostly girls— screaming and jumping up and down. Audrey and I tried to get push past them, but they would only push us away.

Suddenly, my eyes widened at the terrifyingly familiar voice.

"Girls, calm down, there's only one of me," Satan joked.

I shared a look with Audrey. I had to get out of here before he saw me and made my life a living hell.

"Hold on—Skylar?" I froze in my spot and cringed. He saw me and now he was going to ruin me.

I turned around to see a smirking so-called 'Superhero,' the one and only Gold Cape in the midst of signing autographs, meanwhile all his fan girls eyed me with disgust.

"Did you get home safely after I saved you last night?" He teased me.

That lying, cocky, egotistical, horribly horrid, mean, cowardly sun-of-a-gun and horndog-y ex-boyfriend!

"I wish I could be saved my Gold Cape," one girl awed and the others awed in agreement.

"Did Gone Girl help you?" Another girl asked him and I mentally applauded her. Girl Power!

"No," he hesitated, "She was, uh, too busy."

Every girl nodded and then made some kind of mad or insulting remark while Grayson —sorry,— Gold Cape nodded in agreement.

"I bet she doesn't even have real powers," One girl remarked.

"Yeah, she's probably only using Gold Cape for his fame." Another added.

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