Hey lovelies!!
How are we today? I can't believe I only three more days of school left, like I mean no more stupid tests and assignments! Thank goodness. What more could I ask for? The problem is that I'm going on holidays but should still be able to write. I'm sorry I'm such a slow updater.Right now I'm lying under my desk in the classroom and listening to Camila Cabello's new album Romance. It's paradise here right now, I swear.
Quote of the day is: 𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔲𝔰. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔧𝔲𝔡𝔤𝔢 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔟𝔶 𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔠𝔩𝔦𝔪𝔟 𝔞 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢, 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔴𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔭𝔦𝔡. 🦋🤍
Enjoy this chapter lovelies!!
-lil_nooby
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She threw me out. She really got rid of me. She wanted nothing more to do with me. Nothing at all. In her eyes I wasn't her daughter anymore, just another person who stabbed a hole through her heart.
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Everything felt so surreal, one minute I was surround by those I love and the next I'm walking the streets carrying bags of supplies I needed to live. My earphones were plugged in but the music was playing at a low volume, just so I knew if someone was following me from behind.
I glanced around nervously, the streets were dimly lit with a mystic mist covered the paths. Each streetlight seemed to flicker in the dark every now and then. Pretty sketchy it was, very sketchy actually.
I was ready to turn around and bolt away from this unbelievable situation but I knew I had to find somewhere to spend the night and most likely live forever.
My phone buzzed from inside my pocket and I let out a sigh as I pulled it out and looked at the screen.
Mendesss🎸❣️: how are you holding up?
Lil shortyyy😋🥰: im alright..I put my phone back ignoring the small ping that followed it. I wasn't in the mood for talking to people, my brain was still trying to comprehend everything. As I strolled down the street small buildings began to appear, some of them were even open.
My stomach let out a loud grumble as McDonalds came into view and I began walking faster towards it because I hadn't eaten anything earlier.
The feeling of warmth instantly hugged me as the sliding doors opened. I shook of my hoodie and folded it around my forearm. I glanced up at the menu for no reason; I already knew what I wanted to get. Funny, no one was standing behind the counter waiting for a customer.
"Hello?" I called out nervously as I shuffled towards the counter.
"Yes, sorry! I'm out the back! Be there in a sec!" The voice of what sounded like a teenage boy rung through the restaurant and I chuckled.
A few shuffling noises came from behind the counter and sure enough someone popped out. It was a teenage boy like I had predicted, he had a well toned body with dirty blond messy hair. His eyes were a gorgeous grey that I somehow recognised and his skin radiated warmth.
"Hi! Sorry-" He started but then stopped.
"Delané?" That voice, it sounded so familiar. His face seemed familiar as well but I couldn't quite recall where I knew him from.

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