A girl moved to California two years ago.
No one knows what she looks like.
All they know is that she wears a hoodie.
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"HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--"
BANG
FIZZ
POP
"...am I dead?"
I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them.
My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that.
I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing.
"Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly.
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- THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE
- 0 {Prologue}
- {PART ONE} 1
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- 50 {Epilogue}
- Letter to Noah
- 3 Years Later
- Alternate Ending
- The Foolish Five + Spin Off
- WATTY'S 2019
- Y'ALL