Chapter 33- I Have More Chances Of Dying Here Than In The Hunger Games.

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Oh damn.

My legs hurt so much. And after last night, I don't think I can even walk. All stupid Ryder's fault.

Wait, wait, wait. It's not what you think it is. Ryder and I didn't do the fricky fracky. Hell no!

It's just that Ryder dared me to run around the whole reception hall in heels. Thrice!

It was torture.

Finally dragging myself out of my warm bed, I go and brush my teeth.

I take a nice and hot shower and let the hot water soothe my muscles.

I get dressed in jeans, a black crop top and an unbuttoned shirt over it.

I get dressed in jeans, a black crop top and an unbuttoned shirt over it

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Will do!

I rush down the stairs in search of food, yes I am still hungry after eating 3 pizzas at 4:am in the morning.

"Oh how charming!"

I think I just lost my appetite, the sight in front of me is burning my eyes. Where the fuck is the eye sanitizer when you need it?

My so called mother is flirting with Ryder, who looks like he would rather eat lava than be here. Her hand is resting on his chest and she is biting her lips, trying to give him a sultry look.

The key word being try!

She just looks constipated.

She looks at me and says, "Oh look who finally decided to wake up?"

Oh not again!

"And what are you wearing young lady? You can't wear such clothes under my roof."

"The last time I checked this was Aiden's house, so technically this isn't your roof, and I can wear whatever I want."

This shut her mouth.

"Princess you look really pretty. Looking so good should be illegal." Ryder flirts.

What an idiot!

His flirting does nothing, but make my mother more agitated and angry. Maybe even a bit jealous.

She glares me and gives me an evil eye, I have more chances of dying here than in the Hunger Games.

I guess I should just go out somewhere for sometime and return back home late at night to avoid her at all costs.

I honestly really don't know what she has against me but she makes it a point to annoy me to the maximum.

Why doesn't god take her away? It would be really good because the growing population needs more food and space and honestly she is just a waste of both.

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