CHAPTER FOUR
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Jaycee's POV
I tugged at my dark colored book-bag as I climbed out of my car, greeted by cold air. I walked into the air-conditioned building. with a dramatic sigh, I walked to my first class of the day. I was sat in my usual seat with my ear buds in, tapping my fingers to the beat of 'Holding On To You' by Twenty One Pilots on my desk.
I planted my head into my arms then decided to text Ty before the professor came to the classroom, I was very bored. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and started texting tyler.
[jayc👑: tyyyyleeerrr, I'm bored.
[ty🐉: I'm sorry sweetcheeks. Why are you so bored?
[jayc👑: well I'm currently in class, and my damned professor is almost 7 minutes late.
[ty🐉: isn't that supposed to be a good thing ?
[jayc👑: well yeah, but I want to hurry up and learn things, pass tests, and graduate from this shit hole.
[ty🐉: I'm sorry baybay gurl, wish I could help.
[jayc👑: she's finally here, I got to go smol bean. I'll call you or text you later, kayyy?
[ty🐉: Okay. Bye fren
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Fanfiction{August 23, 2016} {10:57 pm} That's when eveything started. Contains: self-harm, suicide attempts, and smut.