Chapter 10- little shit's silly little bets

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Chapter 10- little shit's silly little bets

I️ quickly drink water and take some pills. I️ don't know why but I️ can't fall asleep without them.

It has been like this since last year.

I️ have been taking pills to sleep but they don't really work. I️ barely get sleep at nights.

Suddenly my phone burped a text message and I️ took it in my hands.

Text from: unknown number.

Hey there!
Who is this?

C'mon don't tell me you don't know me.

Well, sorry to disappoint you but I️ don't.

Well guess who I️ am Stavish.

Oh it's you little shit. How'd you get my number?

It's not hard when almost the
school knows you.

Well, what do you want?

Rehearsals.

What?

I️ hear that your mother is great in
fashion business so why
don't we get her help?

With what?

Of course with her business
rolling like this, we can find
some screen time before her
fashion shows.

No.

What? Why?

Because I️ said so. I️ can't talk to her about my music.

C'mon don't be killjoy Stavish,
take one for the team.

I️ wish I️ could little shit but I️ can't. Even if I️ try, I️ know she won't help me.

Tell her it's for the Quinn
industries.

Yeah, what difference does that make?

Do as I️ say stavish. You get places
using my last name.

Let's hope you're right.

I️ am. Ask her and then text back.

I️ know for a fact that she will say no.

She won't, trust me.

She most definitely will.

Let's make a bet then?

Why?

Well, if you're so sure about it
then why don't you make
a bet with me?

This is pointless.

No it's not Stavish.

Fine, bet. But what will you do
when you lose?

Aren't we getting a bit too confident
here? Don't get ahead of yourself
Stavish. I️ know my connections
and I️ won't be the one who
loses.

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