Chapter 29 - It Would Make My Job Easier If Kids Fought Over Legends Of Zelda

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Friday came sooner than I had expected.

It was the last lesson of the day and then it would be the big party during the night.

Myself and Mackenzie bought the outfits, and she got a really hot Hells Angel costume which looks amazing on her!

And as for me...

I would of hoped to of bought a bunny or cat costume. But that didn't follow Mackenzie's book of rules, or should I say book of evil.

She made me buy this really slutty outfit which I dread to wear tonight. I would just hope that other girls at the party will look more slutty than me...if that was even possible.

On the bright side, Mackenzie's outfit is slutty. Which meant I wouldn't be alone. She told me that 'it would be a perfect opportunity to flaunt to all the guys'

Flaunt what?

Since the incident with Braxton and Chase, I haven't spoken to either of them. Although there were a few occasions Chase would see me passing by and try to talk to me. I guess he just stopped trying when he realised I wasn't ok with him still.

However with Braxton, I haven't seen him at all. He was either at the 'Hideout' or with Holly, but I wouldn't of known anyways as I was spending my lunches with Mackenzie at the back of the school on a broken old wall.

It wasn't boring either, considering she told me all 34 rules that should apply for Halloween. I have to admit, the first 6 rules were fun to listen to, and then the rest were just a blur to me as zoned out.

I was currently in my Italian class, waiting for the last 15 minutes to go by, so the bell would ring and I would be out of this hell hole.

"Miss Abelló?" My thoughts drift away as I hear my name being called out.

"Yes miss?" I answer back, unsure of what the teacher wanted from me. Did she ask me a question perhaps?

"Principle Bradshaw would like to see you"

Now where have I heard that before?

"N-now?" My heart beat starts to quicken, and I start to think of the one million things it could be about.

"Yes Skye" The teacher sighed at my stupidity. "Take all your things with you please"

Nodding, I collect all my notes and my bag and head for the office.

There must be a curse on me, somehow. Every time I look forward to leaving school and going home, something like this happens.

A part of me was kind of looking forward to this party, the only part I wasn't that thrilled about was, 1. Wearing that God awful costume, and 2. Seeing Braxton and Chase.

It had been a while since I went to a party, and although the last one was a night I wouldn't want to remember, I think I've come to terms that I shouldn't be living my life around...him.

The walk to Bradshaw's office was quite short, I was starting to think that his office was like my second home in some ways.

Knocking three times before entering, I see the bald headed man standing in front of the window, his leg on the base of a chair, and his arm resting on his knee. Following that, his chin was sitting gently on his hand, as he looked towards the man who was sitting in front of him, with a canvas and multiple paint colours.

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