Sweeter Than Fiction (Freddy x Baby) || DISCONTINUED ||

Chapter 15: Junior, Here We Go Again

¤ CB's POV ¤

"Hey sis-"

"Fuck off," I said harshly, bumping into Ennard intentionally as I was just about to make my way to the bathroom to get ready for the day.

It's not like anything from yesterday pissed me off, it's just that I fucking woke up on the wrong side of the bed, which isn't really rare considering that I have huge mood swings even though I'm not on my period. The opposite happens actually, but you know what? Never mind.

"Yo, what's wrong?" Ennard asked in a loud voice from outside the bathroom door, as I imagine him scratching the back of his head while having puppy eyes. That could've made my day any better, if it weren't for the fucking shower for being so stupid early in the morning.

What did it do? When I turned it on, it forgot to shower me with warm water. Instead, it showered me cold water. Why is everything so stupid today?

"Stop being stupid for once and start your fucking day," I said blatantly, while finally turning the shower to warm water instead of cold water. I was originally addressing what I said to the stupid shower, but I guess Ennard heard it as well as I heard his footsteps walk away from the bathroom.

And according to what my gut is telling me, there's more madness today. Neat.

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"Hey matchstick!" Freddy shouted loudly, as me and Ennard walked towards his brown van that was just parked across the front yard. His voice is just plain annoying. It makes me want to walk all the way to school. 

So you may have noticed that Freddy is always picking us up, per request of my dad. And every day that passes by, my morning is always the same; me and Fred arguing up until the bell rings. Then there's lunch, then PE class. Damn, I didn't even notice that I'm stuck with him every PE class, like for 5 days. Unlucky me then.

"What do you want dickhead?" I snapped at him, clearly implying that I woke up in the wrong side of the fucking bed. In other words, my day so far is up to no good. And I bet that it'll only get worse from here 'cause my gut said so. Yay.

"Well, I wish that I could kick you out of the van on the way to school, knowing that it'll be no fun having you there," He said cockily, as I rolled my eyes annoyingly while Ennard jumped in the shotgun. "But I can't do that, or else your dad will kick my sorry ass," He chuckled, crossing his arms across his chest.

I huffed at him, trying to get inside his van. But every time I do, he blocks the fucking way. Haven't I told this guy that I'm not in the fucking mood to argue?

"Get your ass in the fucking driver's seat dickhead," I stated, while forcefully pushing him aside so I can reach the van's door. But with everyone being stupid today, Freddy stopped me from opening the door by grabbing my wrist. Fuck, what the hell does this guy even want?