Chapter 6

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The final bell rang at 4:30pm and I nearly sprinted out of the classroom. Teenagers swarmed the hallways, making my escape more challenging. As I weaved my way through the colonged and perfumed teenge bodies with my head down someone stepped in front of me.
"Hey Ree." Sam said casually.
"Go away." I mumbled and took a step to the left. Sam only stepped in front of me again, blocking my way.
"Dont make this hard babe. I know it'd ruin your precious relutation if you made a scene..so you'll want to come quietly." he said and held his lip ring between his teeth. Then, without another word, he draped his arm over my shoulders and lead me out of the school.
"Be happy babe," he said. "you're with me now. You got nothing to worry about." I stopped in front of his car and turned to him, anger building inside of me.
"Really?! Look what YOU did to ME!" i exclaimed, pulling up my sleeves and revealing the bruises that had deepened in color. He stared blankly at me and said.
"Get in the car." I crossed my arms, not budging and he sighed. "Can we.....can we just talk about this? In the car? Please?" I smiled a bit at the fact that he tried to be nice.
"I'll give you 2 minutes." I said as I climbed into the black Hummer.
"Give me your arms." he demanded, once his door was closed. I voluntarily showed him once more and heard him take a sharp breath.
"Ree....I-I'm sorry.You just piss me off so fucking much. Then you dont shut up and....and I just snap." he explained. Then punched the steering wheel, making me flinch. "I wont do it again..." he said through clenched teeth.
"Yea because you won't see me again." I stated and reached for the door handle but i locked under my touch. I shot Sam a glare hoping it would make his head explode.
"You will see me again Ree. You just need to know how to control your mouth...but i'll fix that." he said with a smile then unlocked the door. Without looking back, I jumped out of the vehicle and walked quickly to my car.
"Why does he want me?" i thought to myself. "Why cant h just go for one of the cheerleaders? They are far more popular..and..much prettier."

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