**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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The weekend passed with ease and I was now doing my morning routine to get ready for what hell had to throw at me on my second day. Sky and Feya weren't coming today for some reason. 'Relationship talks' apparently.
I heard Mel yell from downstairs, "You ready bitch?"
I grabbed a set of pumps and put them on really quickly before I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs, "Let's roll."
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"Hayden said he's dropping us off," Mel continued, "he said your bike was at the auto shop and I just wanna tag along."
I shut the front door behind me and stormed to the car.
"What the hell Hayden," I yelled once I got in, "why the hell is my baby at an auto shop without me knowing."
Hayden gave a warning glare to Adam, who was next to me.
Adam just grinned, "Because our nice friend Hayden accidentally pushed it over and its paint got scratched."
I wasn't able to say anything and the car was silent waiting for my reaction.
"What the fuck Hayden Hunter knight," I screamed, "Que mierda ¿Literalmente acabas de decir eso? ¿Cómo hiciste eso? Ahora me estás diciendo que realmente necesito obtenerlo de la tienda. ¡En realidad voy a estrangularte y a atravesar tu cráneo con una bala!"
(Translation: What the fuck? Did you literally just say that? How did you fucking do that? Now you're telling me that I actually need to get it from the store. I am actually going to strangle you and put a bullet through your skull! I used google translate for this so it probably has some mistakes...)
"Calm the hell down Astrid," Mel said while laughing, "Don't cuss him out too much, I want a bit of it too."
"What did she say," Adam asked curiously.
"Something you don't want to know."
Mel was barely containing her laughter when we parked and I got out of the car in a hurry. I was mad, no, livid.
I stormed away to Ms. Barton's class and everyone stayed 10 feet away from me. Good.
"You got to calm down," Mel said after she caught up to me, "It's only a paint scratch."
