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How wrong she was.

18

JACKSON

The next morning, I left my house bright and early, walking my ass to school instead of waiting on the bus. Wanting to avoid Skyler and my newest pain in the ass.

Our nanny.

School was the same shit on a different day. I ignored Harley and her Scooby Doo gang all day, not even looking her way, paying her no mind which in turn pissed her off.

Good.

I had enough bullshit in my life at the moment. I didn’t need The Gremlin’s crap too.

“Harley’s cousin,” Trigger stirred. “What’s her story?”

“Who cares?”

“I do.”

“Since when?” I grilled, completely taken back while we ran our drills during football practice.

“She’s cute.”

“She’s alright.”

“She’s fuckin’ smart too. All her classes are advanced.”

“Jesus, man, you looked into her classes? Stalk much?”

“Fuck you,” he laughed. “I like a challenge.”

“Good luck barking up that tree. She’s a prude.”

“Even better.”

“Trigger, don’t—”

“Oh, come on, don’t give me that shit. After everythin’ you put prissy pants Harley through.”

“It’s different.”

“How?”

“It just is.”

“Again, how?”

“She belongs to me.”

“And I’m the stalker?”

“You wouldn’t get it.”

“Explain it to me.”

“The hell, man? You want to hold hands too? When did you grow a fruity tooty?”

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