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"Do you seriously think that low of me? Do you think I would do that to you after everything I told you? after all that we went through?... You never trusted me did you?"
He pressed his lips together in a thin line, "Don't turn this on...
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I'd say spending this last week avoiding Finn was mildly successful.
I say mildly only because there were certain times when I was unable to avoid her so I can't stay it was a bulletproof plan but it worked.
I was able to dodge every time she made to talk to me or come near me. After the crap she Sid the last time I saw her, I wondered what the hell more she could have to say to me.
Or I thought it worked until I ended up dragged into an empty classroom during our lunch break by her.
She spent the last five minutes staring me down, waiting for me to say something as if I was the one who dragged her into her, "are you going to say something or can I get going?"
"We need to talk about the kiss or as Riona likes to call it the time we swap our saliva," I shuddered in disgust.
What was wrong with that girl?
"We can't keep walking around without talking about it."
I raised a brow, "now why would someone like you care about a kiss with some enticed Dady leeching asshole?"
Hearing every word she said outside of Lottie's pissed me off. She was being a smart ass about it. About me. Acting and posing like she knew everything about me and my life. Like she had known me her entire life.
Then she goes off mentioning that little fuckwit Cameron like he isn't the biggest tool in this school.
Just when I thought thongs were looking good for us, she had to say something. She annoys and pushes me in ways no one else that I hate but still love.
"You're seriously going to stand there and tell me every cent in your account isn't leeched off from your father? Your grandfather?"
"And yours isn't, scholar girl?"
She let out a let scoff, "exactly mine isn't. I do commission artwork for people. From people who like models for twitch streamers to my latest commission with Grayson Entertainment. They do pay heft when it comes to designing characters for their new games."
I let out a snort, taking a step closer to her, "you think it was special? That it meant something? Sorry to hurt your feelings. But it was nothing more than a simple kiss. We have nothing to talk about. I don't like you. You were just simply something I used to kill time"
"On the contrary, I think it's you who thinks it was special...you have been doing such a good job at avoiding me today...I'd almost think you have feelings for me Vauxhall."
I clench my jaw, "and what the hell do you know about me?"
She kept her head up high with a smug little grin on her face, "a lot more than I let out, foxy. I'd say I'm an expert on all things Vauxhall but that's just me gloating."
"What's that supposed to mean exactly?"
Her grin only grins by the second, "maybe one day I'll tell you about it...but today isn't that day, daddy's boy."
She stepped back before making her way to the door, "also, next time you wanna trash talk me, ask your old man willy for advice. He knows a lot about talking shit...see you later, daddy's boy."
Every bone. Every muscle in my body twitched to chase after her. To get an explanation for what she just said.
How the hell does she know so much about me?
And the hell was she talking about my grandfather shit talking?
God, I could strangle her right now!
I spent the rest of my lunch period locked away in this room until the bell for the next class rang.
