The Art of Life and Love: The First Spark
Kat looked at the other guys that followed behind him.
"Keep it movin', peanut gallery. Hey! Brenden, I will fuck you up, bitch!" She shouted at him when he shot her the finger.
"Yes, mother dearest, I shall honor mine parent!" Brenden retorted.
Kat shook her head and rolled her eyes. She turned around, scanned around the bus, and glanced up at the Karen-the-bus-driver-lady as the engine roared to life. It surprised Dillon slightly that the bus driver still kept her perm after they had thrown those two lollipops in it. Did she never learn? Good ol' Karen. She was not a good sport, but she was fun to toy with. Yes, Dillon could be an asshole sometimes. He was a teenager, ok? It was more or le
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