Chapter 9

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I was listening to this while writing ^^^^

I f*cking love this song.

Kayden

It's been a few days since I went to Connor's house, all were uneventful. You know, same old, same old.

I'm not in the gest mood, but then again when am I ever this early in the morning? Even waking up to a TØP song doesn't help.

I throw on a ragging old sweatshirt that's who knows how old- and yet it still fits me, but then again I have a slightly unhealthily small figure. I also put on one of the few pairs of black skinny jeans I have, then finish the look with some sneakers that I've had sincd I was 13. Luckily it was around that time my feet stopped growing so I don't have to worry about buying a new pair.

Walking out from my house, I don't notice my mom on her usual place sprawled on the couch which is surprising but I just assume she is in her room.

As I close front door I'm met with the bitter cold of December weather, as I shiver slightly I remember that it's Friday.

Great, I have work today.

I was never fond of the other employees who worked at the coffee shop during my shift, so I usually kept to myself except for talking to costomers as I worked the cashier. Even so I'm probably not the best at costomer service.

As House Of Gold rings through my ears, I feel a slight shove from behind me, and the next thing I know I hit the sidewalk with a thud- headfirst.

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