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?”

I asked her one of my own. “Where are

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

to tell her

The

Ld

my railin

was a less tenen someone’s porchShe felt soeny lut me.” They already left. The keys were under the

when they didn’t even care. “Well, 1’

smile to ease me I turned around. “Arabella?”

though trying to not

her. Her eyes scan

hallway behind her. So empty, so dull. “I know.” I murmur faintly and closed the door when she smiles and

alkerlin my head

tablended

areating

won’t be able to

was extremely late, not only that but I had an inkling that Gwen was just trying to avoid me. Great, second

and cringe at the tangled mess of my hair. I picked up a lock of messy brown matted hair, rubbing

two steps at a time as I bounded down the stairs and made a bee-line for the kitchen. I wouldn’t have time to get m y favorite salad on the way so I had to

are. I touched the two braids had WINYEMELİly in a hurry. Thanks.

on the wall and wince when my szerordon the hands pointing at sewn forty-sixI had taken approximately two minutes to slicwer. I can sahause I had been literally counting down the seconds I had been inder the

my panty and bra. It was a hassle and I was pretty

you up?” Her eyes shift to the clock mounted on the wall and she

already at the school.” I grumble, chewing a little

Cite ww.

eyes,

rumbling stomach. Then

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