So, I wasn't going to upload this for a few more hours, like eight to be exact, but then I remmebered I wouldn't be able to upload in the morning like I promised due to a senior field trip we're having! I'll probably upload later in the day, too, but I wanted to upload this now as I promised:) I really liked this chapter! But anyways, I want to know! Who do you guys like more for Addie- Darren, Morgan or Nick? And why? I really want to know! I've had a couple of people tell me two different people and I just want to kow what the rest of you are thinking:) Anyways, please don't forget to comment, vote and fan! Enjoy!
P.S. I noticed in the matter of six hours my reads doubled! I was super shocked and pretty happy but also a little disappointed (not because it was getting read, though) because nobody was really commenting or voting or anything. I, as an author, really want to know everything you guys are thinking when reading this. I'm writing this for your enjoyment and if you're not enjoying it then I'm not doing any good. Anyways, I just wanted to put this out there. And I want to make sure you don't think I'm complaining about how many reads I got last night, it's just I'd love some votes and comments, too!
P.P.S. This chapter is the first chapter I've ever dedicated to someone. (lalalaLiving) I'm dedicating it to her because she always votes, comments and tells me what she's feelings when it comes to this story! And also, because she's an amazing author her self! Check out her book TtTaP (Trying to Train a Player) It's FANTABULOUS! :)
okay, enough with all that good stuff.. now onto the chapter:D which, i hope you will all enjoy!
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I got in my car and turned it on, blasting my music as I pulled out of the school parking lot.
After screaming and standing in the grass for about five minutes I figured I’d better go home and change before my next class because God forbid another teacher thinks I’m dressing inappropriately.
Who the hell was Morgan thinking he could just throw me out of class? I mean, obviously he could, he’s the professor, but still I had done nothing wrong! And what the fuck crawled up Darren’s ass? He’s been pissed at me before but nothing like calling me a tramp. I was going to have a serious talk with that boy later.
I opened the door to my house and walked to my room and pulled out a pair of jeans that first just right and gray band tee, I grabbed my black converses and put them on.
I hurried and got back in my car, still thinking about the little blowup that just happened made me not pay attention when backing out of my driveway.
CRASH.
Shit. Fuck. Damn it.
Why was I being punished today?
I got out of the car and saw I ran into none other than the asshole prick named Morgan Denson.
UGH! I let out another scream and kicked my tire. My day couldn’t get any worse. I got kicked out of English, called a tramp by my ex-boyfriend, ran into the prick who kicked me out and now had a hurt foot.
He got out of his car and slammed the door.
“Were you following me?” Morgan demanded as soon as he realized it me.
Ha! He wasn’t being serious, right? Oh, but I think he was.
“What? No! I came home to change you ignorant prick, you know, just in case my other fucking professors thought my outfit was too revealing!”
“Did you just call me an ignorant prick?”
“Fuck, yes I did.”
“What a shame, so much vulgar coming from such a pretty girl.” He cocked his eyebrow up at me and went tsk, tsk, tsk.
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