"Let that s**t go, man."
I don't hear Elio because I've elected to tune him out while I stare daggers at Sierra and Emmett who were being cozy near the lockers.
Of course the fucker was there for Sierra. He's been waiting for the chance to get together with her since middle school. It didn't take long for him to finally shoot his shot.
I frown. The she-devil was his for the taking, I don't care.
But still doesn't mean it ticked me off a bit when I saw Emmett pulling up outside the school with Sierra in the passenger seat.
Kudos to him, now he just have to deal with another pain in the ass other than what I provide.
"If someone took a s**t in the trunk of your car and the putrid smell bothers you, do you take the L and clean it yourself or do you beat the miscreant and then make him
