Touch Me While I Taste You

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Arabella

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boons through the door and wreath through the cour walls of my team. I

OH, twisting and turning as I tried to kick off the tangled bedsheet wrapped around my ankles.

A loud bang on the door has me winding. I had the desire to curse cat whoever was a tiny door trying to wake me up. But my brain worked quickly before my mouth could open, letting me know the feminine voice belonged ta Gerirude before it was too late.

I rolled on my back, stretching my arms out and let out a loud yawn. “Hurry up Arabella it’s late!!!

My tired cyes opened swiftly, being forced to adjust to the light in seconds. What does she mean it was late?

“It’s already seven forty.”

Seven forty!

I got off the bed with the tangled sheets Wrapped around my ankles seeing that I

inly trip and to the dust,

“Fuck.” I said lowly, lighting off the wheet until I had finally won the battle.

kicking it asidel eventually got a hold of the door, unlocked it and swung itopei. Gertrude’s face is a mixture of frustration and urgency. “Why didn’t you wake me u pearlier?” I asked in one breath.

My heart was pounding, unwilling to calm down as an image of Mr. Boyd’s red angry face flashes in my mind. Gertrude’s pinched face gives me a look of disapproval. “I only arrived five minutes ago and had been knocking on your door ever since. Did you not go to bed early?”

one of my own.

wee hours of the morning. If I did, she’d question me and I didn’t want to have to tell her that m. y parent’s yelling had only grown

subsiding. I didn’t want to tell

The

Ld

railin

‘s face skud into on dred. The one where she looked at me Tik I was a less tenen someone’s porchShe felt soeny lut me.” They already left.

emotion, that when they didn’t even care. “Well, 1’

to ease me I turned around.

softly. As though trying to not Screa

around to face her. Her eyes scan ny features. “Your

eyes stray to the empty hallway behind her. So empty, so dull. “I

alkerlin my head

tablended

театly areating in

won’t be able

had an inkling that Gwen was just trying to avoid me. Great, second day of school is going

jarred open. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and cringe

time to get m y favorite

WINYEMELİly in a hurry. Thanks. I

the chick on the wall and wince when my szerordon the hands pointing at sewn forty-sixI had taken approximately two minutes to

me struggling to braid my slightly damp hair whilst putting on my panty and bra. It was

eyes shift to the clock mounted on the wall

and started chewing “No, she’s already at the school.” I grumble, chewing a little harsher than necessary. I held onto the bag strap in a deathly grip picturing

Cite ww.

my eyes, taking

stomach. Then hown m I suppose

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