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samantha :

i sigh and massage my temples , closing my eyes. but the pain in my head doesn't go away. i shouldn't have drunk that much last night .

the table in the middle of the cafeteria is being extra loud today , and it just makes my head ache even more worse.

"here's advil" gabriel hands it to me and i take it .
"i told you not to drink" he chuckles.
i groan.

"oh , and i invited grayson to eat with us" he says staring into a direction. i see grayson coming over to us with his tray in his hand.

"hey bro"
"sup"
"hey sam"
"hi" i lowly say.

"did you tell them you were sitting with us ?"
"nope , they're prolly gonna find out themselv-" he's cut off by blake rushing towards him.

"graybae what are you doing here ? with these assholes ?" she puts her hands on his shoulders and gives us a nasty look. i just roll my eyes.

"you know , rolling your eyes that much isn't good"
"you know , you talking to me isn't good" i bluntly reply burning holes into her face with my stare.

"anyways , baby , aren't you gonna come sit with us at lunch ? remember what we told you about these assholes ?"

wasn't she dating trevor?  what.the.fuck.

gabriel was about to interrupt but grayson beat him to it .

"i'm not hanging out with you guys , as simple as that " grayson says in a deep voice.
can she fuck off already ?

"oh , and they're not assholes" he says smiling looking at gabe and i. i have to admit , he is kinda cute.
stfu.

"c'mon grayson , you don't even know them" she tries.
"and he knows you ? c'mon blake,  if the twins knew what you guys do , they would literally not even look at you" i tell her.

the twins don't know anything. how the motherfuckers made life a living hell for me and gabriel the past two years. they don't know how they made me want to kill myself. they don't know how the motherfuckers hurt me , physically and emotionally both.

"shut the fuck up samantha. do you want us to repeat what we did to you for the past two years ?" she smirks.
"in your fucking dreams . face it , we came back. and now we're stronger than you motherfuckers. and you can't really go back to the good old days."

trevor must have been wondering what was taking his 'princess' so long so of course he had to come here in front of our table. can they leave me alone ? i already have a hang over from yesterday.

"what's going on here ?" he asks raising his brows.
"nothing you need to know" gabriel spits.
"mind your tone"
"dude , if you think this is still the past , fucking grow up. we're not scared of you anymore. you guys literally are shit heads" i snap.

his eyes widen and he rushes towards me but is stopped by grayson.
"don't" he glares.

"what happened to you grayson ? i thought you were on our side'
"that's right , you thought. "
i move towards grayson and him.
"and you know what trevor ? go ahead , hit me. you act like you haven't done that before . and just a reminder, this time i'll actually be hitting you back."

as soon as i finish , i feel a sharp pain in my jaw. blake did it. this bitch really got some nerves.

i grab ahold of her hand before she could remove it from my jaw  , and twist it . she winces in pain.
"should've thought twice before doing that " i shrug.
in the corner of my eye , i see grayson smirking to himself.

"DID YOU JUST FUCKING HIT MY GIRLFRIEND ?" trevor exclaims while running over to his 'girlfriend' and helping her.
"i don't know. what do you think ?"

"i'm so gonna get you for this" he says glaring at me , anger filling his eyes while i just roll mine.

"hold on , why did everything happen anyways" gabriel loudly asks everyone.
"that's right , because grayson didn't want to sit with you motherfuckers" he gestures over to them.

"and if he doesn't wanna sit with you , leave . him . alone"

"too late"

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hi ☺

i'm SO sorry for not updating . i've been busy with school , and my exams are coming up this tuesday and i'm stressed out.

and it's my birthday this tuesday wtf. they choose the perfect time for tests.

peace ✌

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