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❝How do I... How do I stop them?"
"You want to stop them?" Rachel raised an eyebrow.
"Yes," I nodded.
She immediately broke out into a high-pitched laugh. "Oh Laura, you can't.❞
Every prestigious high school has this. A group...
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'Cause I have hella feelings for you I act like I don't fucking care
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IT SMELLED like an overpriced and old lady perfume, mixed with the awful fumes of armpits and cheap wine. I almost felt bad. The club had the potential to be an expensive, classy venue. But was currently overran by rich teenagers with fake ids. I guess the only reason they keep letting the clearly underaged crowd even enter the club was to stay in business. Not one actual adult was in sight.
I sat at the bar, it was pretty empty compared to the dance floor. The girls apparently were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago.
I didn't see one scolding Tao, or one much too drunk Zia and Brandy, and for sure no pink haired Savien. Rachel filled me in a bit on what happened after Savien left. She said Savien didn't sound 100% sure about what she was going to do, and at this point, I had a deep feeling she chose to not tell me.
I myself was wearing a plain black dress. All the red in store right now disinterested me for some reason. Maybe it was because I dress to match my mood and every part of me felt like it was dissolving in a deep dark hole and the only reason I was even semi staying afloat was because of my hatred for Tao.
Pulling out my phone, I stared at my contacts, trying to decide if I should call them or not. I don't want to seem needy, or even interested. But it kind of pissed me off that they weren't here. Instead of texting or calling them, I opened up snap maps. I don't remember if they kept their maps on, but even having one person with their maps on would help. I searched all of their names and the only one that popped up on the map was Savien. I zoomed in to see her specific location.
And I recognized the house. Why was she at that house.
Why the hell, was Savien supposedly at Isaia and Sonny's house?
Angerly slamming my phone down on my thigh, I looked around. I waved over the bartender. "I'll take literally anything at this point," I requested.
