"thirty six"

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❛ she speaks fluent sarcasm. ❜


π€π§π πžπ₯ 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐧𝐒𝐠𝐑𝐭, even though she wasn't actually going as she was in the year above, she loved doing all the younger girls makeup and hair, so when a boy came up to her as she walked into school and asked her to vote for prom king and queen, the brunette couldn't help but messily write down who she wanted to win.

As she slipped the papers into the box, it was then someone wrapped their arms around her and placed a kiss on her head, Angel could tell straight away who it was by the familiar smell of deodorant he wore and the fact that if anyone else tried to do this to the girl, Cory would definitely not be happy.

Cory quickly grabbed the girls hand and pulled her into a kiss which made some of the students around them whistle, but Angel just grinned in happiness. She noticed that her boyfriend was extremely happy today and not that she didn't like it, but she wondered what had got him in such a chipper mood, as she was about to ask the boy why he was in such a good mood, he quickly pulled her over to where Jordan had just come in on his bike.

"Hey, Jordan! Jordan! Hey, I were at the unit last night, they're letting Dad out, he reckons he's messed up, he's asked if we'd come home," Cory pleaded. This made Angel realise what had got the boy in high spirits and even though she didn't exactly like the Wilson brothers dad, she knew that they had to go home sometime and not keep on sleeping on her sofa. But it seemed like Jordan didn't care as he quickly stormed past the two and into school.

"Come on, don't leave me on me own with him, Jordan! Jordan, you're being selfish," The boy carried on after his brother, but Angel quickly wrapped her arm around his to stop him.

"Just give him some time," Angel gently told her boyfriend. Cory reluctantly nodded and just to cheer him up the brunette gave him a rather heated kiss in the playground which defiantly made him happy.

The two quickly said their goodbyes as the bell rang and as Angel spotted her two best friends she quickly jogged over to them and squeezed Missy into a big hug just like Nas had just done.

"First day of exams!" Angel excitedly told the blonde. She had been helping her over the last few days with intense revision and she knew Missy didn't take it all in, but it was still something.

A loud group of girls squealing made the three break from their 'good luck' to Missy, looking over to where the girls stood they realised it was Hayley and Razia reuniting after the younger Paracha sister had been sent away to a different school for stabbing Nas. Angel smiled at the girls but she still had underlying nerves for her friends who were taking their exams.

The nervousness seemed to carry on throughout the day as once school was over, Angel spotted Jordan waiting at the bus stop instead of biking his usual route back to her house.

The boy didn't say anything once he noticed the brunette sit next to him, he just let her hold his hand, even on the bus ride where Angel didn't know where she was heading she still held his hand. The girl had been friends with the boy for many years now and she knew at that moment she just had to follow him to wherever he was going. The duo finally got off the bus and they ended up at a pub, Jordan noticed the girls confused look and quietly filled her in.

"My mum works here," Jordan mumbled once the two had sat down outside the pub, Angel didn't know much about the Wilson brothers mother as she became friends with them a few weeks after their mum left them.

Soon enough a woman walked out with empty glasses in her hands and Angel could tell by the way his face dropped that it was his mum, the brunette gave his hand one last squeeze before standing up and leaving the two to talk in private.

That didn't seem to last long as Jordan then stormed off from his mother who was shouting back at him and went the completely different way to where Angel was sitting at the bus stop.

"Well, that seemed to go well."

















o. π«πžπ¦πžπ¦π›πžπ« 𝐰𝐑𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭.

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