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Hey Sup Peter•Chappy 2

Chappy 2

How do you like the book so far? Thoughts? Feel free to critic.

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Allison's P.O.V

Dropping my skateboard on the smooth black asphalt. I place a foot on. I'm about to started heading off to school when someone screams my name. The scream was so loud that I could hear it over my music.

"Don't move another inch" I warn.

Could be a Pedophile.

I don't bother to turn around. It would be a waste of time. I could just speed off on my board. Or better yet maybe I could hit him with it.

Who the fuck is screams this early in the morning?

Morning people.

A thing that I am not. I dread mornings. I dread morning people even more. How could someone wake up and not be drowsy and just be happy with being awake?

"Allison don't you take off." A male voice says.

Is it Roger? Dammit. Wait no it can't be its not his voice.

Now I'm ready to beat the shit out of this person. First they shout my name at like 6:30 in the morning and now they are giving me commands.

Who the fuck does he think he is.

I close my eyes, drop my board. A loud cluttering sound erupted as my board hit the asphalt. I count to 3.

One. Two. Three.

"Listen here you little fuck, it's 6 in the morning." I say not even bothering to check the time.

"And I'm trying to listen to some pretty rad music so if you could please go awa- oh Hey, Sup Peter."

I say to my next door neighbor Peter and best friend. Peter snickers and comments on my Get-Away-From-Me speech.

One of the neighbors doors opens.

"Can you quiet down! It's 6:30 I the God damn morning! People are sleeping." My neighbor in the White House and the white picket fence screams.

"Way to be super hypocritical!" I shout back.

"Wow Baby Cakes has a mean mouth."

Bothered by his snide remark  I punch his arm. He's 6'4 and I'm 5'8 so I had to reach up a bit.

Damn his shoulder is muscly.

Is that even a word? Eh I don't care. He didn't even flinch.

"Thanks baby cakes for the complement and Yes, it is a word. Well I think."Peter says.

"What's your secret,Tweeb? Are you a- vampire?" I jokingly reply.

"Well baby cakes I'm psychic." Peter breaks out in laughter and I slap him in the back of his head.

"How many times do I have to drill in your mind to get you to stop calling me 'baby cakes'?" I ask.

"As many times as I can. Baby Cakes."

I glare at him.

Peter grins back with his beautiful blue eyes. A lock of his short brown hair falls onto his face.

Get it together Allison.

I mentally slap my self.

When I look back at him he has that I-Bet-You-Have-A-Crush-On-Me face on. I punch him again.

"Dear lucifer Baby Cakes why do you keep on abusing me?" Peter says and he fakes a tear.

After I hear the word abuse I freeze.

Memorize of yesterday flood back. My eyes become glossy but I refuse to cry. I have to make an excuse but what do I say. Think of something Allison. Just think your good at lying. Focus on something else.

I focus on his maroon color t-shirt and the tiny stain on left shoulder.

Ew. He should clean that.

"I uh have to get to school I'm going to be late for biology." I walk faster and jump into my skateboard. I pick up speed when someone stops my board mid ride.

I prepare myself for the fall when it never comes.

Wow this is actually pretty comfy. His arms are so strong and warm.

I open my eyes to see who it was.

Oh right it's Peter. Son of a bitch.

"What's up with you and the complements today? I like the complements but it's just different."

"I'm thinking out loud aren't I?"

"Yes, and why did you freak out?!?"

"I didn't freak out it's just we are going to be late for our biology lab and I really don't wanna fail."

"Okay let's hurry up then."

Peter grabs my waist, puts me over his shoulder and starts running. My waist on his shoulder and my upper body dangling over.

"Damn it Peter put me down or at least grab my board too." I tell him.

He runs back in reverse and grabs my board.

"Off we go into the great big hell hole off we go into the dark" we sing in unison.

I laugh and we are off.

"So how's Lord Farquad?" Peter asks.

"He's doing great. But he's been in a little mood lately I think it's because he's lonely." I reply.

"Oh, that sucks." Peter breathes out.

An idea came to mind.

"Peter! You should get a dwarf hamster!" I say excitedly.

"Erm. Uh maybe baby cakes." He says.

"We can get it after school today! I can ask Kessie to cover an hour of my shift tonight." I make a pouty face.

Does the pouty face even work on anyone these days?

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By the way, if you think Peter and Allison are dating or something they aren't. Peter and Allison have known each other for like ever but they might date in the future.

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