Sixteen

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Okay so holy crap, I've been working on this book for a year 😂 time sure does fly. Speaking of time, I know I'm slow (my nickname is legit sloth) so in the time being of waiting for chapters (a lot of y'all are silent readers. No votes no comments except one or two of y'all but I know you're there) you can check out some of my other works. I'm not really about self promotion or anything but I know I take a long ass time and I do kind of wanna get feedback on my other stuff (Instagram seemed to like it) I wrote two skit stories that I posted on Instagram called Keeping up with the Gangdashians and The Outsiders GC. Both of which are very stupid, and very R rated so read at your own risk lmao. The other is a short story that I just recently finished called Electric Love. That flopped on Instagram pretty badly so I don't have high expectations for it on here. But if you like my works (bless your soul if you do because I find them awful 💀) those are some other things you can read. Anyway, on to the next chapter. Chapter 32 or something I lost count 😬

𝔈𝔪𝔪𝔞'𝔰 𝔓.𝔒,.𝔙

I woke up Saturday morning quietly and peacefully. Scratch that. Too quietly and too peacefully. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, pushing all of my hair out of my face. I looked in the mirror across my room on top of my vanity. I looked like a wreck. I had huge bags under my eyes and my hair was frizzy and oily. But that wasn't the part that made me sick to my stomach. The fact that the house was quiet. I brushed it off and decided it was okay. The boys were probably working and Pony, Two-Bit and Johnny were most likely out around town.

Then I frowned remembering it was Saturday and the boys wouldn't be working. I figured maybe they went out but they would've woken me up. I got out of bed in my T-shirt and shorts and put my slippers on. I attempted to brush my ocean of wavy redness but gave up after three strokes. I opened my bedroom door and the house was empty. I decided to take a shower real quick before I went looking for the gang. After I blow dried my hair and got dressed I went into the kitchen to see if anybody was there. I found a note on the kitchen table.

𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙. 𝑇𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝐼 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑤.
~𝑃𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑏𝑜𝑦 ♡︎

"Great. A scavenger hunt and I'm being timed. Whoopdie doo!" I said.

I walked into my bedroom and found a note lying on my bed.

"How did this get here..?" I picked it up.

𝐻𝑒𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑑. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠𝑘, 𝑛𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑦. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑎𝑡 𝑠𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑙.

𝑃.𝑆. 𝑃𝑜𝑛𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑙𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟.
-𝐷𝑎𝑙'

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