Fell for Her
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Last published Fri, May 21, 2021
You were called down to the office, hands clammy and breath shaky. When you got there, the vice principal was standing there, an upset expression contouring his face.
"You have received 12 detentions in the past month, and haven't gone to a single one of them. You are receiving a out of school suspension. Your mother is on the way, pack your things. You will be back in two weeks."
Your face dropped, this was the fourth time this happened. You and your mom already moved twice before from all the trouble. You walked outside and saw your mother waiting outside for you. You silently sat down in the car and shut the door.
"How many times does this have to happen for you to learn Aurelia? This was the last time I move anywhere." She said sternly.
"Mom I promise it won't happen anymore." You pleaded.
"No, this was the last time, I already have your application sent and ready. I have your plane ticket too. You'll be there for a couple weeks, I'll visit on the last day." She stated.
Now you were off you to a boarding school, even worse, it was all girls.
*This story contains smut and harsh language.
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