☆Chapter 3☆ : The manly man

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Hope's POV

Little Daniel was at his job = I couldn't sleep because I still feel bad about yesterday = I decided to go visit him on his shift at 3 a.m.

What a great friend I am.

So I was walking to his work place, when I started to see it from far apart, i walked pass a gorgeous girl.

Our eyes met each other, and she send me a little smile.

It's official, I'm lesbian.

I watched her walk away, and I continued to walk.

When I arrived, I saw a guy with tattoos holding up another guy in the air, and two other boys and a girl freaking out.

I went to Daniel and stated, a bit loudly;

-Everything's alright Daniel?

Everyone stopped moving and looked at me, still in my pajama of stitch.

-Y-yes! Said little Daniel, stuttering.

It was clearly saying:

SEND HELP.

-Ok cool. I said, scratching my nose.

And those fuckers started giggling.

-I see. I said, coldly.

I turned around and before they had the time to understand that they were in trouble, I punched the first one with big ass eyebrows.

He fell on the ground unconscious.

Kicked the other one in the face, and turned my body face to the girl.

-Y-You wouldn't hurt me, right? I-I'm a girl a-after a-all! She said, trembling.

-And what the fuck do you think I am? I said, puffing out a laugh.

She just fainted.

Bitch where the fuck is my fun in that?

I turned around to the tattooed man, who was still holding the boy up.

-You guys are bad guys. He said.

-*cough* Sorry! Let me down! *cough*

-You want to get hit too?

-I can do it. I said, putting my hand up.

-N-NO! Yelled the boy.

-Wanna head home?

-YEAH! Said the boy, struggling to talk.

The tattooed man let him go, and before he could react, my fist was a millimeter away from his face.

He looked at me, surprised.

-Bad guy or good guy? I asked Daniel.

-G-Good! Said Daniel, panicking.

-Ok then. I said, putting my arm down.

The tattooed man blinked a couple of time while looked at me, he blushed, and said to the two others;

-You guys better start working up.

-Thanks Vasco, you too Hope.

-You know me? You from our school?

-Yep. The fashion department.

-Fashion? That's the transfer students' class, right?

-Yep, she's one of them! Mushroom said, pointing at me, who was trying to get away with my ninja skills.

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