You've got it all
You've lost your mind in the sound
There's so much more
You can reclaim your crown
Your in control
Rid of the monsters inside your head
Put all your faluts to bed
You can be King again.
Just a pep song if any of you are feeling down :) You have the power. You can be king again.
Hopefully this long chapter I'm trying to do will work because whenever I try to make a long chapter, half of it disappears when I post :/ Thanks wattpad. Also sorry for uploading this late, my WiFi was down and I couldn't do anything :( which meant I couldn't open chapters or get new stories (I wanted to cry) but that's all over now because of my buds (the cable company peeps)
Something hit my head. It was unexpected and weird. I didn't turn my head around all the way because the witch- I mean Ms. Proudfut would have a hissy fit. She gets tight over the smallest things! I turned around with a confused face when I was sure the witch turned her head to look at Stephan who winked at me then pointed towards the ground where a piece of crumpled up paper lay.
I swopped it up quietly and opened it in my lap.
Backdoor, now.
It read and I wrote down scribbles and tossed the note back.
With the wicked witch watching our every move? I don't think so you lame.
I felt something hit the back of my head again, this time with a little more force and I glared at Stephan. But still picked up the paper.
So let's leave when her back is turned.
It sounded like a plan, I nodded to Stephan who smiled. Hopefully no one in the class is a certified snitch so I started to pack my stuff quietly while Ms. Prodfuts back was toward us. In this class there are two doors, one for entering in the front and the second for leaving in the back.
And in Stephan and I's case, skipping. I got on to the ground and slipped behind someone's seat before the witch could spot me if she turned around.
I didn't even have time to notice Stephan doing the same.
Ms. Proudfut turned and I prayed she wouldn't see us. She stopped talking abruptly and looked around the class "Were Ms. Hill and Mr. Pezementi present today?" I shut my eyes tight, praying, hoping, mentally sacrificing some food to God, any God that this lady won't catch us.
"They didn't come to class today, they're out sick. Right guys?" Damion, a friend of mine says and then the rest of the class agrees. I pull out my phone and text Damion quickly.
Thank u!
Which he typed without looking down and sent it.
Use protection!!
I rolled my eyes and looked to exit the class room, the back door was already open so Stephan and I just slipped out.
"I don't know why I always risk getting in trouble for you." I say rubbing my forehead and Stephan laughs obnoxiously and wraps an arm around my shoulder. "Cause you liiiiiiikeee me. But that's ok, I love you." I huffed and pushed Stephan away, making him give me a look of confusion.
"Why do you keep saying that?" I demanded and he tilted his head. "What?" I gulped and my hands turned into fists.
"That you love me. How can you say it so easily, I hate people who can say such a strong word so easily and not come close to meaning it." It made my blood absolutely boil thinking that Stephan just says that because he can. He must be confused. Love doesn't happen so fast and it's so freaking hard to cope with.
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