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Cheetos, Doritos, or Pringles? Cheetos, Doritos, or Pringles? Cheetos, Doritos, or Pring- "Can you please hurry up?" Renz questioned, impatiently leaning against the grocery aisle's pole, a small frown rested on his forehead. I rolled my eyes, not looking at him. When I saw a man with a Walmart uniform passing by, I grinned. "Hey," I said. He stopped his walking. He looked up from his clipboard, turning his head to the side as one of his eyes met mine, his other was covered with his bangs. "Hi?" he awkwardly replied. I took a step forward
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"He did what now?" My eyebrows rose up from shock. We're now infront of Devin's living room window. He's laid down on a couch, his face buried on a spongebob pillow, sound asleep while snoring. "Shh," Renz placed his index finger on his nose. "I said my ex cheated on me with him." he said in a gruff voice. Renz has been telling me all the things this guy did to him. And I personally don't think messing with him is enough. This man is pure evil. I would've taken revenge a long time ago. "Why do we need to enter the living room again?" He asked, shaking his head. "Just...follow my lead." I shushed him. My fingers went underneath the window, as I slowly lift it up.
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"Ow." I mumbled when something hit the back of my head. It was a thin metal stick. Then it hit me, we were inside of a...janitor's closet? I wasn't sure, but that stick was definitely a mop. My heart starts pounding louder when I heard the light switch being turned on. I peaked my eyes through the door. He was standing, rubbing his eyes while he was in his pajamas. His figure slowly walked away, I'm guessing he was headed to his room or kitchen. I don't know if we should go now. But if we do, it's going to be risky. "We should go before he comes back." Renz whispered in a panicked voice, our chest almost touching from the lack of space in the closet. S
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"Hi." The cashier boy greeted, mostly at me since his eyes was practically glued on me. I smiled back politely. He removed his cap and fixed his hair before going back at me. "What can I get for you today, gorgeous?" I pressed my lips together to keep myself from getting red, but I can already feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "We would lik-" I started. "Just two tacos," He eyed the guy from head to stomach, since the desk was covering the rest. "Chad." I looked at the guy's name tag. "It's actually Chase." The guy corrects. "Whatever,"
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Long live the walls we crashed throughI had the time of my life, with you... "Long, long live the walls we crashed through..." I vibe with Taylor Swift like I was doing for the past hour. A slam of the door downstairs caused me to drop the hairbrush I was using as a mic, down on the bed. I hurriedly ran up to the speaker and lowered the volume into zero. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!" my mom screams loudly from downstairs. And just like that...the vibe just died. I sigh to myself. Why couldn't they stand each other for just one night? It can't be that hard.
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"He's Gerold Samuels' son." "...that he lied or he's high or something." I smiled, but that grin dissapeared once I processed his words. "He's what?!" "Shhh...keep your voice down. And yes, he's his son. So if he snitch, you're dead and there's nothing I can do about it." he explained. "Earlier, before you came, he said that I better stop protecting you or he would tell his father." That damn snitch. Oh well, what do you expect from a child of a police sheriff? Life would've been boring without the fun. Just being me is boring but what about him? The poor guy. I doubt he even goes to parties at all, since his father is always sent to stop them. He let out a tired and stressed sigh. "Just- just be careful, Saydriel, okay? One more night." h
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I just let out a sound of laughter as I loosen my grip on his hand. I could do this every night of my life and I would never be bored. Our footsteps were heavily hitting the cemented ground. Both of our breathing was heavy as we both panted. "STOP THERE, KIDS!" he shouted once again. Even from here I can practically hear the guy's panting and his heavy footsteps. The feeling in my chest felt so amazing. It was almost as if it's my first time doing this all over again. My body was hot from all the running. My eyes tear up from laughing. And my heart felt like it was running a whole mile. The cold breeze of air hit my face and blow my hair as I continued to run. My breathing felt weirdly abn
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