Chapter 9

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Rider's P.O.V

"For being a jerk." She spat. Wait my hoodie... I pulled my hoodie back over my head. "Why are you ALWAYS wearing a hoodie?" She asked. Wasn't she just mad at me? "People judge." I simply state. "Well I'm not like those people." She says. She has a point... Plus if my face bothered her she wouldn't be here. I pulled my hoodie off. And she looked like it didn't have an effect. "Can you take me to the room I'll be staying in now?" She asked. "S-s-sure." I stuttered. DAMNIT why does she have this effect on me?!?! We walked to the guest room. It was cluttered. I couldn't even open the door. And the other guest room was Dad's office. I sighed. "Looks like we're sharing a room." I laugh nervously. She just stared at me.



















Ava's P.O.V

WHAT?!?! NO!!!! NOT HAPPENING!!!! IF I SHARE A ROOM WITH HIM I MIGHT DIE!!!

I stared at him. "What's wrong with that room?" I aaked. "I can't open the door."  I might scream. Or puke I can't decide. "You know what I'll take the couch. All I have is my book bag anyway. "It gets cold downstairs though." He said. DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE!!!!!! "I don't care." I stated. As long as I don't have to be in the same room as him I'll be fine. "Plus I become a blushing mess if I have to stay in the same room as him." I muttered. "What?!" I quickly covered my mouth. "Nothing." I say. "I have a  couch in my room you can sleep on. He states. There's no way I'm getting out of this situation is there?

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