(In the last chapter is the account of where the continuous of the book is at!)
Peyton Darts. Is a angry fighter girl but her best is taking photos and singing quietly to herself as she takes pictures for her high-school yearbook as well as her own...
"Bye aunt Emma, carl!" I yelled running outside the house before they could say anything. I smiled seeing my newly bought motorcycle. My car well I'm letting James use it.
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I walked to it grabbing my helmet.
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"Can't wait for their reaction" I mumble placing the helmet on and lifting one leg up before sitting on it.
My bag wrapped on my back as I started the motorcyle. "Peyton! Your lunch!" Aunt Emma yelled getting out the front door with carl behind her.
Not caring I pushed up the leg holder of the motorcyle before riding to school. Once I got to school I smiled parking it in a parking lot.
I took off my helmet whipping my hair out of my face. "Peyton!" James voice is heard making me turn to him.
He was in my car still looking for a parking as Mike was looking up from his phone to me. His jaw dropped immediately getting out the car and walking towards me.
"What the hell are you wearing and doing with a motorcyle?!" He yelled angrily.
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