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*RINGGGGGG* goes the transition bell.

Everyone scurries out of the class before the teacher can assign homework, as usual.

I make it out into the crowded hallways of the high school. I push through dozens of people to make it to my locker.

I finally make it to my locker. I put my textbooks into my locker and close it shut, to only find Ryan standing behind it.

How cliché, Ryan. I mentally roll my eyes.

"What the hell do you want, (fucc)boy?" I say, already annoyed by his presence.

"Ohhhhh, got a feisty one. I like it when my women are feisty." Ryan smirks as he puts his arms on either side of me.

"I'm not your woman, and I'm not fi- Well I am but, I AM NOT YOUR WOMAN!" I yell at Ryan and he laughs.

"Oh love, you'll see one day." He says and walks out of the school, probably to some slut.

I shake my head and walk to my car, to only fine Ryan sucking a slut's face off on my car.

"Um, what the fuck are you doing?! Last time I checked, this was my damn car!" I yell at him and he stops to look at me.

He smirks and continues to suck the bimbo's face off.

Oh two can play at that game. I hopped in my car.

I put the key into the ignition and started to drive off with them still leaning on the car. I look into the rearview mirror to see Ryan holding his head and the cheap bitch holding her ankle.

I laugh and jam to my favorite song.
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A/n:

Question: should I put all my ae imagines at the end of my book? Or keep it as it is?

K baiiiii
~QueenLaTrish

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