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Chapter 14: Never A Dull Moment
We only slightly suffered Rex’s wrath. And by slightly, I mean we had to fucking run five laps around the block, and it was a huge fucking block too. The girls managed to get away with running two laps since Crystal’s boobs jiggled too much and gave her massive back pains, or so she says. And Ivy played the pity card as she started crying about her mother being disappointed in her.
Rex didn’t buy any of it, but he let them off anyway. The rest of us however had the other wrestlers on our tails the whole way. They were there when we dropped off the ruined boom box. It was not pretty.
School the next day was full of aching limbs and little snippets of gossip about Stephanie going on a date with someone other than Brad. I was quite proud of myself, until I tripped and smashed my face into Ivy’s locker door. Dylan had a field day. Now I am definitely never going to live this tripping stuff down. First the bloody stairs, and then the bloody locker.
I have very sore eyebrow with a bruise starting to form, but Crystal reassured me that she could cover it up with makeup for Friday.
“Why are we doing this again?” Dylan moaned as he sat across from me.
We were having a ‘practice date’ as Ivy called it. Of course, Stephanie and I weren’t going to have dinner like this, but it was good practice to get the talking stuff sorted. You see, I’m not very skilled with being on a date. I’m actually pretty useless, considering Crystal thinks I’m a ‘Sex God’.
“We are doing this for Ryder. Now, if you are going to whine, do it in a higher pitch,” Ivy instructed.
Ivy was sitting comfortably on the kitchen bench at my house. We were at mine, because everyone said that they’re parents would probably freak out at the sight of a ‘dinner date’. I honestly don’t understand why they don’t think my Dad would either.
“I’m a not doing it in a fucking higher pitch!” Dylan growled out.
He was sitting across from me, because he was my ‘date.’
“I still don’t understand why he’s sitting across from me instead of one of the girls,” I said, taking a sip of grape juice in a wine glass. I refused to have alcohol.
“Because sunshine,” Dylan spat out, “Ivy’s the ‘instructor’ and is bossy as fuck. Crystal ‘insisted’ that she be a waitress, because she was sick of being the ‘hoe’ when the correct term is ‘whore’. And Roman’s too fucking silent, so nut up or shut up.”
“Wow, I never thought you’d be so descriptive in all my life,” I spat back with so much sarcasm I’m surprised he wasn’t drowning in it.
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Novela Juvenil"You have more fun when you're insane." Ryder Blittern is your 'typical' bad boy. He's been in trouble with his parents, the cops, taken more drugs than a teenage boy should be able to get his hands on, and has been on the 'inside'. Now, he's aiming...
