Chapter 43

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annoyingly mysterious obnoxious so-called bad-boy wannabe

annoyingly mysterious obnoxious so-called bad-boy wannabe

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Secrets, everyone has secrets. No matter how much we think we know someone we never do. Someone always has mask...  Someone always has lies. My whole life has being a lie, my whole life has been made up of them. From the time where my mother chucked me away in an alleyway. From where the abuse came and I had to lie and keep secrets from everyone. From the moment I learnt how to wear my mask in perfection. But one thing I didn't expect was for my family to have their own mask. A mask hiding something deadly something that they wanted to hide from me. and I can only think the worse. Perhaps they have killed someone. Perhaps they deal with drugs. Perhaps they are frauds. Right at this moment, the only thing they should be afraid of is...me.

They should be petrified.

And if they want to act all innocent I will play their game as well. Last night when I got home I assume milo told them because it was awkward. They all stared at me and at each other as if they were all having some sort of mental conversation. I vowed then and there that they were, in fact, hiding something. I wasn't 100% sure but last night definitely determined it.

"Miss Moretti is there something you would like to share with the class". The old goose snapped me out of my thoughts. I glared at the old witch then at the curios students. I rolled my eyes and huffed. "no, I'm alright". I smirked at the teacher who just looked really annoyed. I admit these teachers are more fun to rally up than my last. "well then stop daydreaming and pay attention". She gritted out clenching her jaw. "ok, ok jolly gosh don't go all itchy bitchy on me". I put my hands in the air up for surrender trying my hardest to keep a serious straight face on. "DETENTION MISS MORETTI!" her voice boomed and I could see all the guys staring at with a full of display amusement and some bored looks which I received from the barbie wannabees Bruno looked at me smirking shaking his head.

After a few more classes I had English, I walked into the classroom and sat down at the back-corner table. Luckily for me, the bad boy wannabe wasn't here but then again I am early. So, fingers crossed that nuisance annoying bad wannabe doesn't show up. The students all piled in and so far there was no nuisance wannabe to be seen. the teacher started the lecture and I don't think I have ever been so bored in my life. I started dozing off when I couldn't be bothered to listen to the annoying high pitching screeching lecture.

"Mr Garcia please explain to why you are late". I jolted awake my hand slapping the table loudly in the process. The teacher scowled at me while the annoying ugly smirking obnoxious pigface bad boy wannabe smirked at me.  "Miss Moretti is there something you would like to say"?  The Miss bitchy teacher snarled. "nothing that wouldn't give me a detention miss". I rolled my eyes leaning back in my seat while the bad boy wannabe came over and sat in the same seat as he did the last lesson. The teacher glared at us then went back to teaching and writing on the board. "So where were you yesterday"? I scrunched my eyebrows and glared at him. Why does he care where I was yesterday. "none of your business". I said bluntly. "and why do you even care"? I stared at him utterly confused about this bad-boy wannabe in front of me. "just wanted to see if you have the sickness yet". Is this boy dumb or something? I should have known that this boy would have to be dumb just by looking at him. "what sickness"? His lips twitched up into a small smirk. "the Taylor fangirl sickness". He said in a deep and flirtatious way winking at me as he runs his hand through his thick raven hair. "are you dumb or stupid in the head". I scowled shuddering just at the thought of being fangirl over this dickhead. "I can be anything you want me to be baby". He winked at me. normal girls probably would have swooned and blushed but not me all I want to do is punch this dumb shit in the face and bring his ego down a notch.

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