W.T.F
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"Um what do you want?" I said harshly, I would have been nice but I was have a bad day and I mean like come on, I hate the kid with a passion. "What do you mean what do I want?" He asked while facing me. "Well for starters you came in my car so am assuming you want something from me." "You don't know? Check your phone?" Adam said while lying his head back on the window while staring at me. And that's how it all started...
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I fisted the front of his hoodie and yanked him out the door, no doubt giving him the surprise of his life. Just as his feet hit the ground I slammed him back into the side of the car...hard. I didn't give it my all - I wanted to shake him up, not kill the fucker. His hands instinctively shielded his face, as I drew my arm back, fist clenched and ready to rearrange his face a little. He squirmed and tried his best to wriggle out of my hold. Just as I honed in on his face, being the target of my first punch, the hoodie feel back slightly and a wave of brown hair spilled out and large brown eyes met mine. It was a girl.

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