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Chapter Eight

Again and again. Another day of Mission Impossible: Try to ignore Drey--not.

Why will I ignore the guy who just gave me oreos yesterday and made me cry?

Please notice the sarcasm, I'm begging.

"Hey, Kath." Sophie nudged my arm and pulled my hair. I glared at her and grabbed the can of Lays she's holding. "Hey, that's mine!" she hissed.

I rolled my eyes heavenwards, "who cares?" I said and ate 3 pieces of Lays at the same time.

"Ugh," Sophie groaned and stood up. "Come on, Kath. If you have a problem then tell it to me." I closed my eyes and sighed.

I don't have a problem.

I have problems.

Singular differs from plural words, that's why.

"Kath." Sophie sat beside me again and sighed. "Okay, if you don't wanna tell, then don't. Don't force yourself, just remember that, we're here. Okay?" She smiled.

I took a deep breath in and smiled, "okay," I said.

"Oh, I need to go," she said as she checks her phon

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