❝My parents warned me about the drugs on the street but never about the one with the electric blue eyes and heartbeat.❞
Nothing could compare to the luxurious lives five teenagers lived in Covington Prep. Scandals, parties, paparazzi were embedded i...
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22 | crappy monday's, take three
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Grey no longer avoided school. After dinner yesterday she had called her friends, those that stood at the top of the hierarchy, the socialites up.
Together they all had gone to the Cafe on the 7th, a small but expensive cafe that served quality coffee in the middle of the night.
She had told her friends about Kyle Hastings' sudden involvement with her mother again and had not left out the part of her history with him last year.
Needless to say, it was hard for her to talk about it. To say that her mother, her very own flesh and blood had called her a slut and believed the man that she had only met a few days ago instead of believing her own daughter had hurt.
Grey had been tongue tied as she tried to explain what happened. Sure she had slept with many people than she could count, but she wouldn't go as far as to steal her own mother's boyfriend.
He wasn't her type. At all.
Seth had taken over the explanation and in a nutshell he described it as : Asshole. Dickhead. Motherfucker.
Now, she was sitting in front of her vanity, lining her eyes with Kajal as she prepped for school. She hadn't gone to school in a while, but she was tired of running.
Sighing she grabbed her bag and stood up as she texted Seth to see if he was here yet. He replied a few beats later saying in a few.
She walked downstairs, grabbing a piece of toast from the plate that was lying on the table in the dining room. She grabbed the mustard paste from the fridge as she smeared the toast with it.
A small vibration from her phone had dinged, letting her know that Seth was there. She put the toast into her mouth and walked outside, muffling a goodbye to Rosie who was most likely in the kitchen.
