Chapter 2

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A's POV
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"Darlin' get up!" my mom yelled from downstairs. Ughhh I do not want to go to school today, this is so dumb! Most of my teachers are crap and can't teach to save their lives, the kids besides my friends are annoying, there are a bunch of garden tools, I will not say such a profanity, but they are annoying and think they are better than everyone else which really ticks me off.

Like why would they put their bodies out there like that just for a guy, that's just stupid. But it's there choice so whatever, I don't care.
I get out of bed and start getting ready for school, it's not like I care what people say about my clothing choice so I just throw on some sweatpants a shirt that I stole from my best friend ya know I might just go through his closet after school.. Yep definitely doing that. I go down stairs and rummage through the pantry grabbing a jumbo bag size of spicy nacho Doritos. Yes, I'm fat, I don't care.

After I finish half of the bag I put the rest in my book bag and spam J's phone with messages. I do this a lot, he doesn't get mad or whatever, but he has football practice early in the morning so he might as well come pick me up so I can go to the library and read.

My phone starts to ring, "Hola J so where ya at?" I said knowing it was J.

"I'm just down the street, did you have to blow up my phone??" He said.

"Of course I did what kind of friend would I be if I didn't?"

"A normal one"

"To bad I ain't normal bud"

"And this is why your my friend"

So I guess I should explain huh, well I've know J for a long time, since like elementary school, to be honest he is the only person I say more than a few words too besides my other friends.

I don't really talk all that much, because there is no need. But what I didn't know is, that will eventually change...

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Hey the writer here, look I know it's trash and I'm sorry!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Hey the writer here, look I know it's trash and I'm sorry!

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Don't hurt me...
It's not my fault I'm a freshman and have no idea how to write a book 😂
But anyway.
I may or may not have used people I know. Not saying names..because that's my buesswax.
And if they ever find this.. Suck it up fam Ily tho❤️🤞🏽
Anyway updates are gonna be slow.
So baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
-A

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