Dia's POV
I turn around again, this time laying on my back. My thoughts don't let me sleep because my perfect plan worked better than I was expecting.
I made Luke to text Ross from Faith's phone that she's going back to Colorado and their relationship is over.
I got a message from an unknown number when I got home and I couldn't believe my eyes that Ross actually texted me to apologise for what he did earlier at school.
*BEEP*
My phone vibrates on the nightstand so I stretch my arm and get it.
Lucas: u up, bby?
Nah. I'm going to sleep. I leave the phone again and turn around this time on my left side.
I really should appericate Lucas more.
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I take my sit in the classroom and wait until the bell finally rings, announcing the beggining of our first class for today.
I should pay attention to our teacher at least this time, because tomorrow we have an exam. I know shit, I'm not even sure what exactly we're studing this school year. My grades are worse than ever, I don't even know if I can make it to the next grade.
But how am I supposed to focus on my education when I'm secretly a criminal? Ugh. Life is hard when you're not ambitious enough.
Something hits the back of my head and I turn around to find a note on the ground. My eyes explore the room, searching for the note's author, when they met Ross' hazel ones. His pink peachy lips are formed in a wide smirk. Shit.
I quickly take the piece of paper and open it.
Are you coming tonight at our place? We're throwing a party.
Forget about the whole shit with the exam tomorrow. I'm going to party tonight.
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