Chapter 4

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Monday morning:

I walk into Eastwood High, ready to learn or whatever.

Yeah right.

Learn?

Oh please.

I go to school to get in trouble and get detention every two minutes or less.

Once I'm inside, every student in this school begins to surround me and they all gasp.

Do I have something in my face?

Oh no.

"Excuse me losers," I say as I push passed them.

I see this girl that I know from math class; I copy her homework like all the time.

Her name is ..er.. Jessica?

She approaches me so quickly, it makes me jump a little.

"You have competition," she says, smirking and her eyes wide.

Competition? I didn't enter a spelling bee. Joke.

"Competition about what?" I arch my eyebrow at her, in confusion.

"You aren't the bad girl anymore," she says and I laugh.

"Who said I was a bad girl?" I cross my arms.

"Everyone," she says as she widens her eyes again, "but there is someone else now."

"There's another girl trying to be bad?" I laugh and she shakes her head.

"Not a girl," she shakes her head some more, "it's a guy."

"Bad boy?" Now I'm really confused.

"You need to watch out," she says before she runs off. I stare at her run then turn back and see everyone in a big crowd.

Girls, blushing. Boys, worried.

What the hell is going on?

I walk over to the crowd and I'm able to push through everyone. Then I see who's in the middle of all of this.

Him.

03.17.24 (I didn't edit much on this one)

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