Favorite Crime

l she gets sick of it. That trait of hers could sometimes be a flaw or strength; a flaw because people could end up crying blood as a result to her

he was in her senior year to feel superior among other students. Hours later, her interest quickly diverted to a little black fluff ball that always wa

” James shouted and clapped as he ran backwards right after the

s she stared at the sop

in older guys?” Mia turned

y raised her hands with her nails out like

ast class got diarrhea just five minutes before the class was supposed to start, resulting to the cancellation of class. A student could intentionally a

ll with his teammates. No one wanted to go home early so she had no choice but

cating place where she could only hear their shoes squeak on the floor and the girls talk about how they want to suc

ade the three girls next to her

e took her handbag and turned to the basketball co

ay Theodore abruptly dropped the ball to the floor when he was supposed to shoot it to

bor

? Shopping?” Ashleigh asked. Olivia thought she looked

y.” The blonde then walked towar

steps farther from him. His sad moment was interrupted as a ball came flying toward his sho

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in black creature while holding a can of tuna. People almost never go to the back of the school so no one, not eve

lled while running her thumb over the

hich came from “dark”—wh

nd. As if she could catch the person who had possibly brought the sachet of cat wet food, the blonde walked away from the

a few more times until she eventually gave

back home—she did not. Like what she always does every day, she was about to head straight to th

turned to the living room with a fr

the middle-aged man who was seated on the single-seat couch with a laptop on his lap as if he was an intruder in he

accidentally came out as a qu

saw on her father’s face when he turned to her from the scre

r. The blonde still had no idea what was going on until she leaned in to take a look at the screen. It was a

ed back and turned to look at her father who loo

dy, but what’s this? You got a secret pet now? Didn’t I tell

sigh of exasperation as she looked away. “You’re gettin

ng back to me?

” the blonde fearlessly r

oss her chest and stared at the shiny white tiles. She did not know what her father was planning to do next, though on

ched him walk toward the kitchen. It felt unreal that their argument j

nd he was already about to drink whiskey. The thought of it made the blonde secretl

er jump in shock. The blonde widened her eyes as she turned to look at her father in surprise and confusion. It just happened so fast that O

t mess around. You think life’s all fun? All about little stupid cats?” Anton spoke as he glared at his daughter before cont

tion of her mother as if she was nothing. One of the traits her father had was talking bullshit, like literally, and it was wh

n.” Olivia let out an angry laugh. “You’re so pathe

she could clearly hear her father shouting at her to come back. She knew that she made it worse, which was why

that one would need a vehicle to actually go out. Unfortunately, she did not h

e mansion as she spotted a convenience store from a distance. Ice cream was just what she n

first thing that she saw was a girl slipping c