Addison's POV
Scarlett and I walk out of the school together.
"I can't believe it's finally Friday." I say excitedly.
"So you're grounded remember?" She asks rolling her eyes.
"Mom said she'd let me off the hook if I was good the rest of the week." I say smirking.
She laughs. "So you wanna come stay this weekend?" She asks.
"And what am I gonna do while your on your date?" I ask her.
"I won't be gone for that long." She says.
Truth is I'm not really sure I want to meet Scarlett's brother he sounds like an asshat.
"I'll pack a bag and trade my bike for my car." I tell her.
She smiles and nods. "See ya soon." She says getting into her Hyundai Elantra.
We head off in different direction's I pull the bike out into traffic and head for home.
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I've got such a bad feeling about all of this. I head into Scarlett's house and her mom is sitting there in the living room talking with a friend.
"Hi Mary." I say to her. "Is Scarlett upstairs?" I ask her.
"Oh yes hon." She says nodding.
I bolt up the stairs and into Scarlett's room shutting the door.
"Hey." She smiles.
I arch an eyebrow at her.
"What?" She asks confused.
"Your brother isn't here yet?" I ask her.
She rolls her eyes. "I guess he is driving here, it'll be a while before he get's here." She says.
"Oh." I say.
I lay down on the bed beside her and my phone ring's. I mute it, I know exactly who it is and there's noway in hell I'm answering it.
"Who is it?" Scarlett asks.
"It's Gunner." I tell her irritably.
"Oh." She whispers.
"Wanna go get some coffee?" I ask her.
"Hell yeah." She says.
We jump off the bed and quickly bolt down the stairs, we decide to take my red Challenger.
She loves my car, I love my car too it was a sixteenth birthday present.
When we reach the coffee shop it smells amazing in here.
"I love the smell." She whispers to me as we get in line I laugh and nod in agreement.
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Atlanta City's Bad Girl: The Story of Addison Parker
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