MINE | JENZIE

seven

breathin.

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SEVEN.

"Okay, but whoever wrote this shit got some ugly ass handwriting." Devenity snickers, reading the note line from line.

"Forget the handwriting, are we gonna ignore the 'consequences' part? This bitch must be into some kinky shit." Dylan adds with a chuckle.

Devenity smirks, lightly nudging Mackenzie. "Any ideas on your mysterious kinky admirer?"

Mackenzie presses her lips together before answering. "Hm, it's either Joey or Mandla."

Johnny furrows his eyebrows as he watches from the corner.

"Mandla? Girl, you'd manage to pull a literal God?" Dylan squeals, tugging Mackenzie lightly by her arm.

"Oof, imagine being that powerful! Kenzie can relate." Devenity praises.

Mackenzie laughs before her eyes shift down the hallway as a familiar figure approaches them.

"Wait, guys, he's coming over." Mackenzie whispers, slightly fixing her hair.

Devenity and Dylan give each other this ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) face before quickly walking off.

"Hey, Kenz." Mandla gives her a small wave.

"What's up, Mandla?" She smiles, nervously playing with her hair. "You did great at the football game Friday."

"Thanks, I dedicated my last touchdown for you." He admits, playfully ruffling her hair.

"Ew, you headass." She snorts, gently pushing him. "And stop messing up my hair! It's ugly enough as it is."

"Stop saying stuff like that, your hair is pretty." He smiles, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.

Her eyes brighten and cheeks flush at the physical contact.

Johnny watches in disbelief from the sidelines.

How dare he touch my property?

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END OF CHAPTER.

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A/N: i'm not gonna lie, my ass been ITCHING ever since i did anal... whew chile i hope i dont have aids–