Patching up

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"Rexson" I said panting from the long mile I already ran down. I then held onto her black jacket.Then she finally stopped in her tracks panting  too.

"What "!

What do you mean "what"?

"Look you better quit following me.You got what you wanted OK."

"Look I know you're angry but hear me out please.I'm sorry for being such a jerk and thanks for standing up for me back there"

"You're forgiven now leave me alone!"

"Wait! but we have school to head too"

"Leave me alone!"she said and pulled off the leather jacket and kept running at full speed.I tried to keep following her but I couldn't keep track .

Where was she heading.

But from what I learned and faced I'm life "I dont care" .I had to rush back I already missed two periods and I certainly dont have time for a wild goose chase before work.

I took my shades off and was almost blinded by the sun.When my vision got better i noticed a bike and the keys.Infact ,looking around this seems like a motor shop.

But I cant use the bike without permission.I wrote a nice cursive letter.I got a helmet and started the baby.Hell it was gonna be a long ride.

I came outside my small simple motor shop.I took a look around to make sure all the bikes were still around not only that but also to look at my finest and fastest bike which was missing.

I looked all around the spot and noticed tyre marks! I bent down and noticed a crumpled piece of paper and read it out

Its said : Hey you've probably must have noticed the tyre marks and now you're wondering who stole it.Well it was me but I'm rich and trust me I'll pay back somehow.

Sorry for stealing your bike and youre helmet.This is proof that I'm extremely grateful for your undying support so store it well.We don't want to go throwing it around ay?

He regardlessly threw it on the floor and moved forward and noticed a second paper. It read: P.S: I know you threw it on the floor so go pick it up and keep this one too.

He was so angry but nevertheless he threw it on the floor. Kept moving when he came across and saw yet another piece of paper.

It said:Look old man ya better pick those papers or I'll come back and steal all your bikes and helmets and take this jenk of a tore down! Show respect. Everybody just hates people talking nice!

The man was scarred for life. He picked the papers and kept shouting .

His son came out wondering why the heck he was shouting.

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It was a fun mischeve for alex but she needed to head back to class.She came in hiding and trying to blend in the crowd when two familiar girls stopped her in her tracks.

Hey snitch

Hmph what's it "sisters"

We saw you they leaning in closer .

What ? Why are you seducing me?

Stop the act,okay.We know where youve been sneaking too.

I dont know what you're talking about I said shrugging it off.

You're a pathetic liar.

Oh what a nice shirt you have a said trying to change my approach.

Yeah I'm never wearing it again.

C'mon

Oh so you know here's a pic.She then handed  me a photo of me riding on the bike.

This I said snatching the picture from her "proves nothing' I said tearing the picture .

I was expecting that.Trust me I have note copies and pictures than you can imagine.

Aria please.

You should've stayed in Sandiego

But wait you know what this proves nothing.I'll go continue reaveling more the ings about you that even your "sister" doesn't know about.

Lucy cast her a little glance and then I left before they could.They kept annoying chewing chewing that just have already lost it flavor .

I had better things to do than listen to thier nonsense.

I had work

I changed my clothes is the school restroom and left through the back door.
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I was back at work noticing the service was nice .

Rose stopped wearing her tanktops and short clothes.

The workers now memorised the menu.

Everything was going smoothly till I noticed the one thing I would never want in my shop or in my life.

My enemy,My night mare.

The assassin,the destroyer

The gateway to death

The end of eternity

The eighth gate

The salt to my wound

The kamahameha

The the skeleton in my cupboard

The silent killer

The grave opener.

The dragon tamer

The rain of fire

The stab in my heart

A critic!!!!!!!!!!!!






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