You Get What You Deserve E.D

Chapter 26

HUNTER

Can't stop,
Won't stop,
Get Guap,
Ten white toes in them tori flip flops,
Manicures and pedicures I'm always tip top
When they say I'm not hot all these lies need to stop,
'Cause I'm icy wif-

My alarm wakes me up.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion of why my alarms IcyGirl.

Suddenly, Beckys laughter fills the room.

"You shoulda seen your face!" She laughs.

"You bitch." I laugh. I get out of bed, heading to my bathroom. She comes in, grabbing my makeup bag.

"Where are the twins?" I ask.

"They stayed at their house because they've not been home." Becky says, applying my mascara.

"May I ask why you are using my makeup?" I ask.

"Left mine at G and Es house." She says, putting blush on.

I put my thumb up and head to my closet, grabbing some clothes.

I take out a white, thin crop top, a green bomber jacket and some black leggings. I then go and get my black Nike shoes and pair them with my outfit.

I tie my hair up in a sleek, high pony and apply some makeup that Beckys using.

"Did you hear about Nate?" Becky asks, going through my wardrobe.

"Nah why? What happened?" I ask.

"He's moving to our school," Becky says. "He's also throwing a party tonight, and we're going."

I gasp. "Ugh, why OUR school? And I'm not going to that party." I say.

"Why?"

"Because, I'm terrified." I mumble.

"It's gonna be fine. I'll stay by your side, promise." She pouts.

"Fine." I say sternly.

I go downstairs and get some eggs out of the fridge.

I place them in the pan, getting satisfied by the sizzle.

"Love that sound!" Becky laughs. I agree.

"Make that 2 eggs." Becky puts another egg in the pan.

"Okay."

I take my egg out, placing it on a plate.

"When does Nate start?" I ask, sitting down.

"Today."

"Fuck me." I say.

"I think he might ask for you forgiveness."

"I hope not." I say.

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We pull up to school, finishing off Focus by Ariana Grande. (Recommend that song, even tho it's old, it's gold❤️)

We get out, receiving stares for our BOMB outfits.

We walk into school, seeing Ethan, Grayson and Nate talking at MY locker.

Ethan sees me, looking me in the eyes.

I glare at him, anger boiling inside of me.

He starts to walk up to me.

I stay staring at him, becky getting angry too.

"I know you hate him, I know. Just ignore him."

"Why the fuck are you at MY locker?" I ask.

"Because he wanted to." He says.

I roll my eyes, taking Ethans hand. Me, Ethan and Becky walk to my locker, Getting greeted by Grayson.

Nate's just looking at me, trying to make eye-contact.

I just keep looking at the sex-god infront of me, Ethan. (I had to)

"So Nate, what classes do you have?" Becky asks.

"Um, first I have English," shit, me too, "then History," Oh fuck, me too, "then Math and then Gym." WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE ALL LESSONS WITH HIM?!?!?!

"Becky, come here." I say, grabbing Beckys wrist.

I take her to the other side of the hall, "Becky, you know who's in all of Nate's Lessons?" I ask.

"You?"

"Yep." I say. "So excited!" I sarcastically comment.

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First bell goes, i make my way to English. Fml, Nate's in this class.

I sit in my seat, taking out my notebook to do no work in, just doodle.

Someone takes the seat next to me, i turn and see Nate.

I scoff, turning back and looking at Mr. Ethnic.

Most of class was a blur, until I heard the word: partners.

Fuck. I stg if I get Nate I will choke on my textbook.

"Ryan and Charlie,
Stephanie and Bill,
Lucy and Eddie,
Luke and Hannah,
Hunter and Nate.." the rest of the list was silent.

I gasp. "Everything okay Hunter?" Mr. Ethnic asks.

"Fuck no it isn't." I say.

"LANGUAGE, what's wrong?" He asks.

"I can't work with Nate." I say.

"Well you have to. It's either work with him or get F- straight away." He scolds me.

"Fuck you. I don't give one." I say, grabbing my bag and storming out the class room.

"HUNTER GET BACK HERE!" He yells at me from down the hall. I flip him off, heading to the doors of school.
I run out, getting into my car.
I start to drive, heading to my house.

Suddenly, everything goes black.

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Dun dun dunnnn. Anyway, this story is coming to an end. I don't know what the carry on so yeah.

But, you probably already know how it ends. Imma write it anyway.

Ily all❤️❤️

- Chanel xoxox