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chapter eighteen

r o b y n

i quickly looked behind me to see nobody making me let out a long sigh in relief.

"i need to get the fuck away from here." i mumbled to myself before starting up the car and speeding off.

"where have you been?" my mother asked as i packed everything up in my room.

"and why you packing all of your stuff?" she took a step further into my room as she continued to watch me.

"we need to leave." i mumbled taking a quick break before continuing, "like now."

"well why didn't you tell me, i could've been packing." she threw something softly on the back of my head before i heard her leave.

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one week later. . .

"take my picture, real quick." i handed emily my phone before smiling.

"eww that's a ugly pose." emily said making me groan.

"please don't start." i rolled my eyes, "just take my damn picture."

"just turn around and show what ya' mama gave you." she laughed loudly as she wiggled her eyebrows.

i couldn't help but laugh with her as i turned around and did a little pose. "na' that's cute." she cheesed while handing me back my phone. i rolled my eyes and posted the picture on the gram.

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robby not the same anymore 🤷🏽‍♀️

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nba_youngboy i miss bullying you slime💚

user1 move to a new school ams think she the shit
↪️boomerdox right

user2 go kill yourself
↪️boomerdox finally! somebody said it
↪️ kaseyyy boomer gtf🙄 you replying to damn near every comment

user3 i see you blowing up💀 you still ugly bitch

user4 ignore them^ you're gorgeous ma😍.

user5 your skin is amazing🤤.

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"why you looking at your phone like that?" emily asked making me quickly put away my phone.

"i just was reading some stupid comments." i laughed shrugging it off. she nodded her head before looking back down at her iPhone.

since i moved to a new school i only made one friend but i could have more because many people like me here. i actually think im becoming popular and this time, in a good way.

people here don't talk about me and if they do, it's about how much they love my hair or my skin. things like that.

"you know him?" emily shoved her phone in my face as my phone begin to ring.

it was a picture of kentrell's instagram. "yea why?" i asked as i lifted up my phone but not bothering to look at the screen yet as it continued to ring.

"he just followed me and texted me." she shrugged. i wanted to ask her what he texted her but my ringing phone was starting to get aggravating.

"what?" i answered holding the phone to my ear.

"is that how you answer the phone?"

i hate this fucking chapter so fucking much😭 but fuck it💀 imma still update fa yall.

jump off a bridge or hit your pinky toe on the edge of a couch?

only have one eye or one leg?