SHAWN MENDES
CHAPTER # 8
The irritating ring of the phone goes off and I abruptly sit. Man, I'm trying to sleep here, let me. I pick up the phone anyways.
"Hey, Taylor."
"How many times do I have to tell you NOT to call me Taylor?"
"And how many times do I have to ask that why do you want a mere acquaintance to call you by your nickname?"
The line goes dead! Ain't I great at interacting with people?
I decide to call her back but knowing that she won't pick up, I don't.
The clock says half past six so I should probably get ready for school. Yeah, the shithole.
I pull on a black pair of jeans and a grey hoodie along with my Nikes and I'm good to go. Grabbing a frozen yoghurt from the
fridge I make my way to the car, but not before locking the door behind me. It's not if I've got some valuable possessions in
there but there are certainly some things that I don't want anyone to see.
On the driver seat of my, Mercedes is sitting a beige envelope. How did it get there? Anyways, I open it to reveal a pitch-black
blank paper. What the actual fuck?
The school is as big a shithole as it was yesterday, and with all the rumours going out lately about that idiot girl confronting me make it a much bigger shithole. Although the rumours are true and Ven should be more worried about it than me
but I have a gut feeling, call it intuition or whatever you want, but I think I should be the one worrying here.
"Mason."I turn around, it's Greg.
"You're back."
"NO, I am still there."I arch an eyebrow at him."Obviously, I'm back, ain't I standing in front of you?"
"What do you want Greg?"I feel tired.
"Hmmm, let's see. There are a lot of things I can want from you since you've made it your life's purpose to make Ven and I's
life a living hell at school, but for now an apology will do."
"I'm not going to apologize to your fr-"
"To Ethan."A heavy silence ensues. He looks at me and I look back, intent on not breaking eye contact, otherwise, it will make
me look like a coward.
My phone dings and Greg moves away. At a distance I spot Ethan, he is hunched over at a textbook and his eyes are squinted due to the sunlight directly falling on him. I am NEVER gonna apologize to that coward.
I remind myself to call Taylor during the lunch break.
I start walking to my first class, Literature, I hate that subject, not because I don't like English but because Mr.Richard is
a douchebag. He did not take me as Romeo in our freshmen year, and his explanation was that he needed a more gentlemanly
figure instead. He chose Ethan.
My phone rings again and I look at the screen. There is a message; "Rubic abductor on the move!"
Whatever the hell that is supposed to mean.
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Shawn Mendes
General FictionFamous acters,actresses,singers and songwriters get a beige envelope at their doorstep to reveal a pitch-black blank page along with their siblings and two high school students.They all ignore it until they hear of a rubic-abductor and are still obl...
