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I know you may be thinking that I'm rich and stuff...

Well...

YES

Sheesh.

Don't hate me!

I go shopping for fun sometimes okay?

No biggie.

Don't worry. I still give couple hundred dollars to homeless and stuff.

*Pats back*

Yeah.

Once we were at the mall I dragged Hunter to the Cookie stands.

I didn't even get breakfast. I just left! Wow...

The cookies were expensive too," Oh my god!! Sara, I am not going to buy you one of these! Coming here was a mistake...what was I thinking?!" Hunter says.

"Don't worry I brought money" I wink at him," The price doesn't matter to me." My parents never really spoiled me with everything. 

And I may have the best life anyone could possibly ask for.

Key word: may

I also have this secret...

BUT I WON'T TELL YOU!

Hahaha

You know why?

Because you still kept on reading this when I told you not to! 

Rebel.

I will never te--

"Hey, scar face" A male voice says behind Hunter and I. 

We were about to sit down on a bench after getting our cookies.

Right....this person really had to drop by?

Well, now I need to tell you since this person is about to bring it up anyway.

...

...

...

...

I have a scar diagonal across my face. Yeah... LONG STORY.

We turn around to face this guy.

I know this guy... he is the guy who always makes fun of me about my scars on my neck and face. 

and my arms...

I never knew his name...

"Uhh...Hi...Josh?" I said, I guessed his name and he looks like a Josh. 

Hunter narrows his eyes on him. He obviously knows him.

"Shut up. My name isn't Josh, stupid. It's Erik" He steps forward. I noticed there were two other guys behind him. 

I remember them too! They would encourage this Erik to make fun of me and....HUNTER. 

How can I forget?

They broke Hunters arm once and laughed at him!

They didn't even get into trouble!

This memory got me angry. I don't know why but I flung my arm and punched Erik in the face.

"Wow that felt good." I murmur and It did.

His friends looked to there leader then to me then to Hunter.

"Ouch...you punch harder than it looks...well, we didn't come for you! We came for that brat!" He said while on the floor holding his cheek and pointed at Hunter.

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