As soon as we parked on the school, eveyrbody is looking at the car, or at me. Analyzing there faces, they are questioning who owans this car, I mean, the only rich kid who lives in this town, are the Corazon and the Woods. The Carter and the Kobe. And the rest? Just have a normal life.
I have a normal life, and I think that was before.
When we got out of the car, everyone was shock to see me walking out of the car that they are loking at, like they couldn’t believe that I was hte one who owned that car.
Everybody whispers about it, like they are judging me. I mena, I love to be judges, so I let them.
“You can take pictures of my car.” I sarcastically told them before walking away from my car and see them all followed me using their eye ball.
“Jeez, you have a new car?” Vick greeted m
