arranged | e.dolan

one

i'm not going to put descriptions or pictures except for the twins so you can just imagine her as your beautiful self (:

enjoy

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navaeh

"nev, wake up! school starts in thirty minutes, you're late," my mother shouts as she's walking down the hall with my sister's laundry basket under her arm, and resting on her hip at the same time. i can only groan and roll over in response.

"i'm up, i'm up," i mumble, sitting myself up and rubbing my eyes. 

i drag my feet towards my closet and pick an outfit. i'm feeling lazy so i put on a sweatshirt with leggings and white huaraches. i slide my feet down the stairs into my kitchen and grab a granola bar, and skid towards the door.

"have a good day, i love you," my mom kisses my cheek and pushes me out the front door, "now hurry, you're late missy."

"i got it i got it ma, it's all good," i walk to my silver jeep and open the driver seat's door, "oh and mom," she snaps her head up and looks towards me.

"i love you too,"

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"nevaeh he's so fucking hot! like i don't understand how you haven't jumped on his massive long di-," lana starts, but i interrupt her.

"hell no, he's an arrogant, mischievous, annoying brat who i never want to associate with, ever in my life," i state, looking straight and satan himself.

ethan dolan.

he's a total dickhead, a dumb jock who only looks to play with girls' feelings and make them feel like toys. one day he must learn that feelings are not toys.

"oh come on, i bet he isn't all that bad," she glances. towards his table full of jocks and cheerleaders, stereotypical, i know, "i bet if you got to know him, he'd probably be a cool person."

lana has always been the more positive person out of the two of us. she always sees the glass half full, whereas i am just neutral, i see the glass as half. neither full or empty, just half.

i look over towards the satan squad to see that satan was already staring at me. what the hell? i quickly but smoothly look away towards lana.

"why is he looking at me lana," i question, looking down at the empty food tray from the school's crusty ass lunch. like seriously who allows them to feed us this?

"i don't know, but he's staring, hard," she looks down at her tray as well, laughing at the fact that ethan would even acknowledge us as humans, and not dirt.

we continue to chat about random things like what we're doing for spring break and how we're basically going to spend the whole break together. we were in the middle of talking when we are interrupted by shuffling feet coming our way. i turn to see who it was but immediately regret that decision.

i sigh, groan, moan, you name it. i really didn't want to speak to his annoying ass right now, i don't need his presence near me. he finally reached our table and i roll my eyes towards him,

"what do you need, dolan,"

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first chapter yo's! i think i'm going to like this book more than my other ones to be completely honest. lol i hope you like this as well.

i love you♥️

-grace

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