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Post by theangrylioness on Mar 3, 2014 23:55:47 GMT -6
Seriously, fuck this school. Giovanni was sitting inside his car instead of a desk inside the school. He didn't need school. He was one of the richest kids at the school. He didn't even live in his designated dorm, but rather drove to his fathers villa after school. He had his dad convinced that he was attending classes, and that's the furthest the CEO of Ferrari would go to see his son was educated.
Behind the wheel, he was reading the Shark Tank. At first the blogs were funny and amusing. But there where a couple of entrys that made him shake his head. Especially the most recent one. He saw the ambulance come into the school and he saw the mob of students trying to see what was going on.
Well, I'm not fucking this Ursula bitch. She's probably ugly as hell anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 0:31:43 GMT -6
What was even the point in Geography class? When the fuck would she ever need to know where Honduras was? Honestly, Kinley wasn't even sure if she could point out where each continent was on a map, let alone every country and state in the world. She rolled her eyes as she pushed her way out of the history building towards the parking lot, relieved that her boring ass monotone teacher had decided to release them early today.
What the fuck? She felt her eyes narrow as she neared her car. The stupid Ferrari next to her car was so close to her driver's side door, she wasn't even sure that anorexic bitch she always saw around school would be able to squeeze through. Kinley exhaled sharply, turning to glare at the driver still seated in his car. "Hey asshole," she sneered loudly as she banged her fist against his window, "You think you could have parked any closer? You're not quite touching my car yet." |
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Post by theangrylioness on Mar 4, 2014 0:37:25 GMT -6
"Oh, that's your car?" he questioned in his strong Italian accent, laughing a little. It suited her. "Well I'm sorry, let me back out. I wouldn't want you touching my car." He pulled the lever to reverse and revved back, returning to the sport but farther from her car. "Is that better Princess?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 0:49:30 GMT -6
"Yeah, I'm sure it was hard to see over the flashiness of your ridiculous car," Kinley grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. She watched as he moved his car far enough over for her to be able to get into her own. "Much better. And I think we both know I was the masquerade queen, not princess." |
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Post by theangrylioness on Mar 4, 2014 1:10:20 GMT -6
"Oh right, I forgot that you won the plastic crown." he said sarcastically. "God, that dance was boring." he commented. Well, when the derby girls came in with their horse masks, it got a little more exciting. "So, Queen Kinley, how many people did you make cry today?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 1:19:28 GMT -6
She raised an eyebrow at his Queen Kinley comment and shook her head slowly. "No one yet," she said with a shrug, "But maybe if you keep being sarcastic with me, we can see it happen." How did this guy even know her name? Admittedly, he did look at least a little familiar, but she was sure she didn't have a name to put with the face. And what the fuck was up with his accent? "By the way, that plastic crown still looks better than your tacky car."
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Post by theangrylioness on Mar 4, 2014 1:37:29 GMT -6
"You're such a sweetheart." Like everyone else says. Some of the best sex he's ever had was in that car. "And at least my car isn't yours." he smirked at the vehicle. Did she get it from a guy she fucked? It sure looked cheap. Guess daddy didn't love her enough to give her that super sweet sixteen car. Unless it was a Transformer, it was worthless to him. Whos dick did she suck to get that car anyway? "I take it that sixteenth birthday wasn't so sweet. I'd love to stick around and argue with you more but I have to get to my tacky villa to sit in my tacky hot tub and pet my tacky dog."
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 12:27:56 GMT -6
"Yeah? I've been told that before," Kinley said sarcastically. She shook her head and ran her hand over the door handle of her car, rolling her eyes. "That sixteenth birthday was just as sweet as you say I am. I ended up with the car I asked for, and there were no guys like you at the party." She smirked at him as she opened her door and tossed her bag onto the passenger seat. "By the way, all those things won't help your tacky personality." |
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Post by theangrylioness on Mar 4, 2014 15:18:57 GMT -6
"Must have been a shitty party then." he commented. Giovanni clearly knew that Kinley wasn't a very nice person. But she was hot, and she slept with half the guys at the school. "If I'm tacky, that makes me just like you." he rolled up the windows and revved the enguine. Her personality was tacky just like his. It's almost as if they were meant to be.
Giovanni backed out, nearly touching Kinleys car as he did. Then he sped off to his house.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2014 19:29:18 GMT -6
"Probably only a shitty party to flashy Ferrari boy," Kinley said with a shrug, not bothering to listen to his next comment. She cursed at him when he quickly backed out of the parking spot and sped off, almost hitting her car. "Jesus Christ," she mumbled, flipping him off as he drove away, "People can't fucking drive here." |
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Post by theangrylioness on Mar 5, 2014 20:30:38 GMT -6
The next day, Giovanni parked in the same spot, before Kinleys car was anywhere to be seen. As usual, he waited ten minutes before he decided to get out of his car. Before class though, he was going to have a smoke. He stood at the side of the building by two girls who instantly put out their cigarettes and walked away. 'Whores' he thought lighting up the most expensive Italian brand of tobacco.
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