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"good morning, Cal." Noah greeted me with a smile in the morning as he sat on his motorcycle and followed our morning routine. "good morning, Noah." I smiled. "take care of my daughter today, Noah. I only have two." "always, Mr. Evans." Noah grinned, revved up the bike, and drove to our private school.
I hopped off the bike, searching for Elle in Lee's mustang. I gave her my pants this morning bc her skirt was too short, and I tried to fit into it for the life of me, but my body filled out too much over the last couple of years.
"I hate you wearing that skirt. guys are staring." "there's not much I can do, Noah. honestly, if I had anything else, don't you think I would've worn it?"
"slut."
"bro, check out that ass!"
"oh my lord."
"I'm drooling."
"she only wore that cause she's with Flynn. I knew those two had a thing, girl."
"hey Callie!" Tuppen called. he grabbed my ass before I could turn around and answer.
"what the fuck was that, Tuppen?"
"Noah, no. not here. remember our talk? good behavior this year. breathe. calm down."
"shut up, Cal."
it was too late before he started throwing punches.
"can someone get a principal or something? please?" I called.
"right here, Miss Evans. Flynn, Tuppen, Callie... come with me please. my office. now."
"but...sir, with all do respect, I don't get in trouble. you know that! my record is spotless!"
"just come with me, Calliope."
oh no. he used Calliope. what did I do?
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"you shouldn't of done that, Noah."
"what else was I supposed to do?"
"Elle is gonna tell my dad."
"you didn't do anything Callie. your dad knows about the skirt. calm down. you can't get in trouble for anything, just me and Tup."
I took a deep breath. I noticed his knuckles.
"those aren't fresh. those are recent scabs! who did you fight?"
