Chappy 4
{UnEdited}
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Peters P.O.V
*R-I-N-G-R-I-N-G-R-I-N-G*
Damn it, I was in a perfectly good dream. I slam my hand on my alarm clock. "Take that for ruining my dream bitch!" Oh shit I broke it. Well looks like ill have to get a new one. Muttering curses as I walk up to my closet. Hmm what will make me look hot... Wait I am hot. I'm a cocky son if a bitch aren't I haha. I think to myself.
I grab a pair of jeans and a red t-shirt. Checking the mirror I say "Yeah I know I Look Hot."
"Peter who are you talking too! I told you no bringing girls home on school days!" My mother yells.
"Mom I'm talking to myself!"
"Okay breakfast is ready now."
Smelling the pancakes I finish styling my hair. It's like a swoopy swoop I learned that girls think I look hella hot like this so I'm using that advice. I grab my back pack and phone. I plug in my earphones and I start listening to music "Discord remix" Damn I love this song. Humming I start walking down stairs when I trip over my little sisters laundry basket and I fall all the way to the end.
"Damn baskets!" I yell
"Shit Peter what the fuck I need my Beauty sleep!" Annabeth says.
"Your fucking basket was in front of the steps and as you can see I'm on the fucking ground!"
"Watch your language Annabeth! Peter! Go and Grab some breakfast." Mother dearest yells.
"Why does Peter get to swear and not me?" Annabeth retorts.
"Because he's 17 and your 13."
"Age doesn't matter."
"I'm getting pancakes now so stop bitching." I smirk
"See... SEE!" Annabeth screams.
"Just go back to sleep and ill wake you up in 20." Mom says ending their conversation. "Peter quit swearing at your sister."
"Okay." I say while chewing my pancake. I glance out the window as I see Allison out the window. "Hey mom I gotta go."
"Okay bye sweety and you got a bit of chocolate on your face" she says.
Not even bothering, I rush out the door.
" Wazzup mah homie!" I say trying to start a conversation.
"Dude are you drunk right now? You sound drunk." Allison laughs.
I grab the area where my heart is. "I'm not drunk and that hurts." I make a puppy dog face to go along with it.
"Peter I can't take you seriously when you have chocolate on your face." Allison laughs some more.
Shit I forgot to wipe it off. " Erm I had chocolate pancakes this morning. He-he." I snicker awkwardly. But before I can wipe it off she reaches up to my face takes her thumb and gets the chocolate of my face.
"It was really bothering me." She says.
"Thanks. Erm uh haha. Shall we get to class?" I can feels self blushing. Dammit.
Allison laughs. "I feel like I have alot of power over you right now because your blushing, Pee!"
She uses our childhood nickname for me. Pee. God that's embarrassing.
"Well, I hate to break it to you Baby Cakes but we are at school."
"Shit I forgot we were walking."
"Did you forget because you were staring at my super hotness the entire time we were walking."
She starts blushing. Haha I knew it. "What haha what no. Totally dude of corse." She says sarcastically.
We head to our lockers. Mine is 154 and Allison's is 134 which his across the thin hallway from mine.
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Hey guys! That's right I'm not dead! I just haven't really been motivated to update in a while. But I dedicate this Chappy to @_vd18_ .
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Novela JuvenilAllison Brenns, a teen with a story. A person who deserves a happy ending for once. A string of horrible events decorate her life leaving her cracked but not broken. Is Peter Booth the one person who can fix her? Can he finally give her what she so...
