"Bad Girls don't get what they want,
especially when they don't ask nicely." ____________________________________________
"You have no idea what I am capable of, and I assure you that you will not like it. I suggest you not underestimate me. The sec...
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Ariella Diego
''If Ana was even two years older, I would have taken her with me, Alan. So now, suck it up buttercup,'' I said to Alan who is literally grumping about taking Ana instead of him. His father usually does these parties but now he has to too and I can take Ana with me but this pussy should move himself too.
And this dumbass doesn't want to, so he has been doing anything in his power to not go, be it bugging me, bugging his father or at the time bugging into someone else's laptop.
I shifted uncomfortably on the ground, ground of Alan's room. Laying flat on my stomach feels oddly satisfying to me and it's like to have feel a few of your bones on the cool ground which dunno why never warms up.
It would, if you have Chris insi-
Okay! Enough Info!
I am literally focused on reading 'Hunger games' at the moment, the part where Katniss thinks 'Just accept it will be a bad night' in the 21st chapter.
It will be, Katniss, a horribly, awfully, disgusting bad night tonight.
Today is the ball! Yippie!
''But I don't wanna go,'' he whines, his eyes are still focused on the laptop screen as he tries hacking into some other person's devices and I scoffed while flipping a page not even bothering to spare him a glance. But you have to, Alan, you must. There is no other option.
''It's not about you wanting. Life is cruel and you don't always get to do the things you want to,'' I lecture him, popping in a Oreo in my mouth even when I should be focusing on a healthy lifestyle and eating habits. But I want to eat Oreos.
LiFe Is CrUeL aNd YoU dOn'T aLwAyS gEt To Do ThE tHiNgS yOu WaNt To
Oh, fuck of!
I hear him mutter a small 'Still' under his breathe as I sigh while reading finally blurting out something which will make him go there gladly.
''Lucas would be there,'' I say finally and look at him with the corner of my eye and his face reddened as he looked at me. His hands intertwined together as he stopped typing insanely, cracking his knuckles. Lucas is my ex, FYI, a person I would kill even if it meant I will rot in jail.
''Suddenly, I want to go, really want to go,'' he says sarcastically, resuming his work with an angry face and clenched jaw. A relieved sigh left my lips. The only thing that could get him going over there would be Lucas being there.
MaNuPuLaTiVe BiTcH
I spared a glance at Ana who was literally painting the white bedsheet black instead of the sheets I gave her as I let out a light laugh. Pretty, evil kiddo.
