**I wrote this as a bases of when I started writing, how poorly I wrote, so read at your own risk. I don't need people telling me it's bad, because I already know it is.**
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Chapters: 23
⚠️ WARNING: THIS BOOK USES STRONG LANGUAGE AND CONTAIN...
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"Sky, get the fuck up or I'll actually pour another ice bucket with fucking ice cubes on your bed, and take your dagger away," I threatened.
Sky shot out of bed, "You wouldn't!"
I smirked, "Try me."
I had been trying to get Sky's lazy ass up for 10 minutes, and I was sick of it.
"We need to go to school today and make some mayhem."
"Fiiiinnnnneeeee...," Sky rubbed her eyes and stretched, "Let's go."
I ran up to my room and got ready, applying a minimal amount of makeup, and grabbing my books, and phone. I strapped a dagger to my thigh, where it would be hidden, and put the safety on for my gun, putting it in my bag and an expandable metal rod too.
(Astrid's outfit)
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"Let's go, Astrid," I heard Hayden's voice from the other side of my door.
"You go, the girls and I are going to make an appearance on our own. Bye!"
Hayden sighed and I felt his footsteps recede. I walked out the door and got the girls to the living room.
"You guys get on your motorcycles," I called, checking the time.
Shit, we have 10 minutes to get to school, I cursed.
I waited for the crew before I threw my leg over my bike and waved to the girls, letting them know we should be heading out. At exactly 5 minutes to get to class, I pulled up in the parking lot. I took off my helmet and walked into the halls. The girls arrived too, later.
"Yo Astrid!" I heard a familiar voice call. My head automatically turned to the source and I saw Hayden with a couple of friends of his. He waved me over and I gave him a two-finger salute, motioning that I had to grab my schedule. As I was walking, I saw the girls come up with me.
We started walking briskly before we all threw open the doors. All of us stepped inside, wanting to make a dramatic entrance to our new hell.
Immediately, all the eyes snapped to us. They held curiosity, wonder, and disgust; by the clear Queen Bee of course.
