Chapter 9

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Chapter 9
Peter

she wore her troubled past like scarsshe had been through battle and though no one could see her demons they could see the face that conquered them

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she wore her troubled past like scars
she had been through battle and though no one could see her demons they could see the face that conquered them.
~Atticus

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Allison's POV
I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock, groaning and slamming my hand down on it repeatedly until it stopped.

I got up and went to go wake up Jackson who was passed out in the guest bedroom, the one right next to mine.

He was sleeping in a weird position, about to fall off the bed. "Ahhh!" I screamed and jumped on top of him.

He woke up with a start, looking around in a panic. "I hate you" He groaned and glared at me.

"No you don't, you love me" I smiled innocently and I got off him. "Get up, we have school!" I sung and skipped out of the room. I heard him groan as I got ready. "Lydia's party is tonight" I shouted. "McCall wants to ask me to go with him but I'm definitely gonna say no, he creeps me out"

"Good." We talked through the walls.

"Jeans or a skirt?" I questioned, not knowing the weather for today.

"Skirt. It's warm today!" He shouted back.

"Kay. I'm thinking white skirt with a black top and a jean jacket"

"No go with leather jacket, makes you look badass"

"Thanks for the fashion tips Action Jackson!" I teased as I put the outfit on.

"Don't call me that"

"Never gonna stop Jacky baby!" I called, brushing my hair.

I heard him groan again and I heard uncontrollable laughter from downstairs.

"I wouldn't be laughing old man! I got some for you too!" I shouted, giggling with Jackson as we made our way down the stairs.

"Well I'm not the one giving fashion advice" He held his hands up in defense.

"Hey, I'm comfortable with my masculinity, I would let her paint my nails for all I care" Jackson defended.

I snorted, "Ask your girlfriend to do that, I suck at painting nails"

"Well maybe I will" I stuck my tongue out at him as a response.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 17, 2022 ⏰

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