**SEQUEL**
This time, it's not the story about Kaytlyn Flores. It's the story of Blair Cohen.
The daughter of the feared bad boy and the popular athlete-or, should I say 'The Bad Boy's Girl'?
The thought of Jamie's family being dangerous, is just unbelievable to me. But, I do as I'm told... sort of.
We both keep our sentences short in Science.
I haven't told my parents that a Coleman goes to my school-like they asked me to.
Coleman is probably just a common last name.
I think it is, isn't it-like-and English last name? Lots of people are English!
My god...
I almost wanted to burst out laughing at my stupid thoughts.
Man... I should be blonde...
Besides, I'm on a run. Laughing will slow me down. Plus, it's about two o'clock in the morning. I don't want to wake up anyone on the street by laughing my ass off.
My Nike runners slapped against the cement sidewalk. Other than those, I was wearing my adidas track pants and an adidas sports bra. (Below)
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The only reason that Jamie is on my mind, is because I'm out-late at night-on a run. The last time that I did this is when we kind of, officially met.
And also, yesterday was Friday. School. It's been one week of school. And something is... going on.
Not just the fact that my family is supposed to stay away from Coleman's. But it's almost like Jamie is avoiding me, too.
