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I want to take a train and just go. Go to another city and explore it by myself with music playing in my ears. Sit in a cafe, sip some coffee while reading a book. Take pictures of admirable things. Interact with different people and get to know them. I always have this strong desire to go and explore.
A NEVER ENDING WANDERLUST FOR LIFE.

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|Chapter twenty five|

~AARON'S POV—

What a day!

It was a frantic day to say the most. Whole day went like bizarre. But what else could I expect? It was just like some other day in bloody high
school— Clinton High; which sucks.

I was heading to the parking lot along with Ashton who was scrolling through his phone and I was whistling in my own damn world. I looked over at Ashton who was so engrossed in some YouTube video that he didn't even notice there was a car in front of him and bumped into it and almost tripped. I snorted as I laughed. This guy is something! But he's my best friend after all, couldn't expect anything else from him. But I'm not even a bit near clumsy.

"You should really watch where you're going next time. Because now it's like a habit for you to bump into each and everything. Last I remembered you bumped into Alyson today only and she almost popped out of her clingy cheap outfit."

I memorized that scene. That was hilarious. But she being the biggest slut of the school not really school but of the town, if I may say; didn't mind bumping into Ashton even though he almost touched her boobs. And she was like tracing her arm over his shoulder in the most seductive way, which was gross. Well, I shouldn't really call her a slut but can't help it.

*Winks*

Ashton got back to his feet and moved along with me. We reached his car.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow man." He fist bumped me as he got in and drove away. I was on my motorcycle today which stood right in front of me.

I swung my leg in some heroic bad boy way and sat down grabbing my helmet. Before I could pull it over my head, I heard someone shouting 'help help'. And I don't know why, but that voice was quite recognisable to me. That was coming from the corner of the parking lot.

Me being the cold person, I decided to ignore it but now that voice felt more and more familiar as it was closing the distance between us and I knew who that person was. To be more specific, it was Skyler Grayson. I was hundred percent sure about it and for some reason I got worried about her.

I straight away got off my bike and headed to her. I honestly don't have anything for her, she annoys me but I couldn't help someone screaming 'help' and like I'd just ignore it. Come on, even if I'm some bad boy or that's what people call me, I've humanity.

Yeah surprising right? Bad boy and humanity? Well, deal with it.

I had no clue why I felt the sudden urge to save her but feet just happened to drag me towards her.

I could see her from a distance but the person she was yelping from wasn't discernible. I walked further and-

Damn!

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