The Secret Between Us (Unedited)

The Secret Between Us (Unedited)

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{{COMPLETED}} The first time someone wouldn't pay attention to me because of a certain newborn, I was furious. So furious in fact, I ended up scribbling "Regarde moi chienne" all over freshly painted walls of our new home with permanent marker. You can only guess what that means in English. I was four. The first time someone told me I had to choose between two things that I wanted, I compromised. I ate the cupcake after dinner and crept down to the kitchen in the middle of the night for a slice of my fathers famous Boston Cream Pie Crepes I was craving all evening. I was seven at the time. They never found out. The first time something was put on my student disciplinary record was when this little shit named Preston stole my money at recess and I ended up clawing his face before kicking him in his precious jewels. I was suspended, but he got what he deserved. I never regretted it. I was eleven. Oh, and the first time I wanted something that was completely and utterly off limits? Well, let's just say there's a first time for everything. Cover by: Kyliadawnwood
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I have always been a planner. Never the girl to leap before look at the drop. The type to have a plan and then a back up plan for that first one. However, when I stormed up the stairs of Daniel's house ready to give him an earful I didn't have a plan. I didn't have a plan for what to do when he wasn't sitting at his corner desk. I didn't plan on going over to that desk and looking through his things. I didn't plan on opening up his science textbook. Didn't plan on seeing the large cut out in the center of all the pages. Didn't plan on switching out the white powdery drugs for the sugar from fake sugar baby that we got for health class. That is my story and I plan on sticking with it. However, the mafia chasing after me might not understand that it was all a tiny misunderstanding. Warnings: Violence and Drugs

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