Chapter Two

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He actually didn't show up.

Damn.

He must've been kicked out or he just skipped. Idk honestly.

Why am I even thinking about it?!

This nonsense went trough my head as I sat behind my study desk trying to do some homework.

School had already ended. Nothing interesting happened after the little incident with our princess.

I hope he'll finally pay for his ignorance.

But still....

I kinda feel bad cause he looked tired as hell.

But still....

It was his choise not to sleep.

But still....

I should've probably woken him up, maybe he had a good reason for that.

But still....

He's done that before so it's not my fault.

Right?

"Aaaaaaargh!"

I put my forehead on my opened notes.

I've seen him sleep in class before(lot of times) but I was never the last person who walked out the class. No one woke him up usually after the incident with Kyla.

So why would I?

I don't wanna get on the dudes black list. There's a lot of rumours about him.
Like, he's in a gang or something and does illegal stuff. That's why he's so antisocial and he has gang tattoos so that's why no one's ever seen his arms or even legs. He always wears long sleeves and pants. Never in my life I've seen him wear shorts or a t-shirt. And we've been in the same class from first grade and now we're in 11th. That's a long time btw.

Or he's just a depressed little emo who cuts himself.
I've never understood people who cut themselves.

Why cutting?

Or burning?

Or other things?

If you need to get your anger out then just go to boxing or just say everything that's bothering you out loud. It can't be that hard. Everyone has a friend they can talk to.

I think.

But seems like he doesn't have friends. And it's entirely his fault. He's the not friendly one.

Or maybe he's just an asshole.

Yep.

I think this is the right one-

Brrrr brrrr

My phone vibrates from the side of my bed.

I get up to check who's calling.

Marco.

"What's up?"

"I'm at Jeremy's. Come hang with us my man!" I can hear that he's tipsy cause I know his dumb ass perfectly.

"Are you both drinking?" I raise a brow cause it's literally Wednesday and spring break starts next week.

Couldn't they wait for TWO DAYS?

"Just a little, tiny bit of wine. We won't get drunk I promise you. So just coooome" he said pleadingly.

"Ok. I'll be there in 10" I sighed.

"Yay. He's coming Jey!" Marco squeaked and it was so high pitched that I had to move my phone a little further from my ear for my own safety.

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A/N

I'm gonna post another one now and then I'll be done for today

Yay

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