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Chapter 11

Tasha's P. O. V

I stomped out to the garden, ruffling my hair. My blood was boiling, and it was so hard to calm down.

" I can't believe it!...." I muttered, puffing.

" Calm down Tasha. Maybe Alex didn't mean it." Linda tried to say but I brushed her off.

" What do you mean he didn't mean it? Of course he did. Didn't you see the way he looked at me? Like I was some idiot?" I said, glaring at her.

Linda played with her hair, looking away.

" Oh God..." I muttered, trailing off. This just gives me more reason to hate that Sylvia girl more.

And I promise myself that I'll do everything I can to get back at her.

Everything.

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Sylvia's P. O. V

Standing at the door of the Jones house, I took in a deep breath. I already told my mom about the babysitting job I got and so far she seemed cool with it. Let's see how today goes. Pressing on the doorbell, I waited for a reply. Soon the door opened and the maid I had met earlier appeared.

" Hell
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