That idiot won't answer. I've been trying to call him all morning. He's really pissing me off; I want to come over to his house and teach him a lesson. How many times has it been? Six? Eight? Ten?
Why isn't he responding? I mean, he isn't the guy that likes to be left alone. He likes anyone's, and I mean, anyone's company. Why does he hang out with me, even if I'm purposely bullying him all of the time? I take advantage of his desire to overcome his loneliness as a way to get my revenge on him. For what he did. What his foolishness did.
I need to tell him something important. Something that can't just be simply ignored.
The phone beeped, and I instinctively lifted it to see. A message.
The message said, "Rocky, don't feel like talking to you right now. Next time, please. Martin."
That idiot couldn't be any more idiotic.
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Coincidences
Teen FictionMartin Turner just moved to a calm beach town. He has this phenomenon we call coincidence and can't seem to get a hold of it. Then he meets Zoey, a lovingly cute girl, who moves in the same time as he did. Follow Martin and Zoey and read about their...
