Savannah was the ultimate badgirl and the leader of her gang of girls. They had a strict policy against love and could go to any extent to show how much ignorant they could stay from love. With ruling the highschool's underworld, she almost never ca...
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C H A P T E R S E V E N | His First Kiss
"ARE YOU SAVANNAH?" I launched the question at her, knowing that if I angered her any further, she would kill me and than roast my limbs to feed her precious girls. Maybe I could have a soft spot for Cora and Natalie but not her. She doesn't seem like the type of girl who would want boys to baby her. She seemed like a crazy ass feminist who could beat the heck out of me if I tried questioning her or even helping her.
This girl was dangerous and insane. Dark ebony hair were cut haphazardly from the bottom to resemble the Wal-Mart version of beach waves, few of them obscuring her eyes from me. Her eyelashes were huge and those legs were pretty darn long. I noted that she had a scar running down her left eyebrow and the eye that wasn't hidden.
I fixed my glasses, rubbing away the sweat on my eyebags.
Suddenly, I could no longer breath when I felt her hand suffocating my neck tightly, my back hitting the walls...again. Her other hand roamed around my hips, searching for something. She slid her fingers inside the back pocket of my pants and out came Alayna's baby blue glittery pacifier.
Oh.
The confusion in her eyes turned into disgust and she immediately threw it away. It slid across the floorboards until it stopped within the limits of the broken vase glass shards.
I furrowed my eyebrows, my other hand ruffling my hair in a messy and tired way. How do I explain her that I'm not some sugar-mama-manchild shit guy?
The knife was back to being against my throat. "You little manwhore, what are your intentions with Cora?"
I gulped, my Adam's apple bobbing up and down in fear.
"T-The pacifier belongs to Ali-" I got interrupted. Shit.
"Get the fuck away from me. Now!" With her hand still around my neck, she pushed me down the stairs. I stumbled across the stairs, struggling to maintain my balance. When I looked back in her direction, she was gone.
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