ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ [𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓭✔]

Chapter 36: "High school girls, High school girls, all for me~"

-BLAKE-

I just woke up with a fucking hangover. I shouldn't have drank too much last night. -This is all her fault! Why does she have to keep on appearing in my mind?! FUCK!...There's no way I can keep calm!-

The fucking alarm goes on and I throw it to the wall. It breaks into pieces and I slam my head in my pillow. I just realised how stupid I was. -What was I thinking?! Oh my God!...Wait, I have school today... FUCK!!!-

I forcefully rush eating the damn food called 'cereal'. -Why the fuck do people even eat this stuff?! It taste like paper with water.  I don't understand humans.-

After that I brush my teeth, take a shower and wear my usual clothes. -Yes, a plain black 'Tommy Hilfiger' (Apparently, girl's find that attractive) shirt, a damn beanie, cuz my hair sucks right now and plain black jeans.-

-Ready off to go and kick some asses. No, just kidding.'-

I drive around fucking NYC and make it on time. -Don't wanna get suspended again.- My 'Harley' never fails to make people turn heads on me. I admit, I enjoy the attention. I park it on the parking lot next to a cheap black truck. -Who ever owns this, has no taste at all.-

-Come to think of it. Cupcake might be mad at me for being such a jerk. Ah, shit! GET OUT OFF MY HEAD!-

A familiar ugly face appears next to me, after stepping out of the pick up truck. -Tsk... the last person I wanted to meet.-

"Good morning~" Lancefuck grins at me and brushes his leather jacket. I glare at his pathetic eyes and sigh. -Why doesn't this surprise me? He really is bad at everything... If he's here, that means Johnson is here somewhere!-

I search for the little fuck in the parking lot. Lancefuck steps before me and raises an eyebrow. -It's really hard not to punch his fucking face, right now! Especially at this angle, perfect to knock the shit out off him!-

"You're looking for Raven, aren't you?" He then says. His blue eyes have darker shades around them. -The same way he used to look at me, before.-

"No shit, Sherlock!" I bark as he slightly smiles at me. -He fucking irritates me!- "You have a bad taste in cars." I spit out and he looks confused at me.

Speaking of the little shit, he opens the truck door and immediately glares at me. -He looks shitty as always, but I have to admit thatwe share the same fashion style, except that I wear it better of course. He's wearing a black leather jacket, styling his plain grey shirt and jeans, along with black 'Dr. Martens'.-  "Shove your ass away, Lance. I can't get out! You're blocking the door."

"Sorry, you insecure prick!" Lancefuck growls and steps aside. Johnson steps out and eyes me.

"What do you need?" He coldly asks and doesn't release his provoking eyes off me. -Keep it down, Blake! You are not going to give in and get suspended.-

"Lower your fucking pride, Johnson. It's sickening. We both know damn well, that you stand no chances against me!" I bark back as Lancefuck tries to stand in between us. -It's fucking early in the morning! I'm too lazy right now!-

Johnson tries to talk back, but I just grab my things and walk away.

-It's better this way. He should be thankful, that I've spared his useless life.-

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-RAVEN-

-The hell was that?!- I try not to over think what happened in the parking lot, while Lance and I are walking pass the halway.