One thirty...
One thirty in the fucking morning-and I'm sneaking out.
Faith and Blair will be here soon to come get me-we're going to that underground arena.
It kind of sounds like the one that Noah designed. But I know it isn't. Everyone knows about our arena, but the one Faith and Blair go to... I've never heard of.
Oh well. It'll help.
I had just finished finished tying up my shoes when Faith texted.
From Faith:
1:32am- wear sweatpants a sports bra and running shoes. Be there in a few min
To Faith:
1:33am- k
Jokes on her, I already had that on. I had my Nike running shoes tied up on my feet, my black, Nike sweatpants sitting comfortably on my waist and my dark red, Nike sports bra. (Below)
And my long, brunette hair was tied up in a high pony tail.
Faith texted once again, telling me that they were here.
I quickly stood up off of my bed, holding my phone in my hand.
My legs lead me over to my window where my right hand then quietly opened it up.
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The Bad Boy's Girl
Teen Fiction*COMPLETED* She is a beautiful, high school girl who lives in Lansing, Michigan, with great grades and amazing athleticism. The one and only, Kaytlyn Flores. But when she comes face to face with the schools bad boy, how will she react? Another quest...