Gretel Breyer is the mysterious, brutally honest noticed girl.
The unpopular girl is still unpopular for she had no friends but everyone seemed to know who she was, where she live, etc.
All the rumours and lies come from May 23rd, the last night of her sophomore year.
Enter in Rylon Sanders the oblivious popular kid who seems not to notice the amount of popularity or what happened two years ago to Gretel Breyer. The teenagers become blinded with lust and passion something they never seemed to experience.
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"Breyer's daughter? Look the little pretty bitch, is that you?" Says a deep, raspy voice from the side of the step. I ignore him, banging on the door constantly, not stopping once.
"Your hoe of a mother isn't in there, she left hours ago." That stops my knocking making my head snap to him. He made me want to slam his head to the corner of the concrete, repeatedly.
"Where she at?" I ask, stepping down the steps and speed walking back to my motorcycle. So many emotions ran through me as my leg swung over it.
Where could she be?
"Don't know and I don't fucking care." He laughs, his wild hair is in cornrows and his younger brother is currently getting his hair braided by a girl that also sat on the step.