"Macy??" I asked incredulously. "Is that why you didn't want me to get rid of her? Because you like her?"
"Think whatever you want Kieran," he replied. "I don't care anymore."
With that, Pierce left without a word to the teacher.
Think whatever I want? That's a bullsh.it thing to say. I certainly hope that Pierce didn't think avoiding my question went unnoticed. Of course, he doesn't fu.cking like Macy. If he did, he would have been with her last weekend and not us.
Un-fu.cking-believable.
Less than five minutes later, Otti rushed back in. She sat down, noticing that Pierce had taken his things and left. Then she turned to me with a look of determination in her eyes, uttering a few simple words that made my co.ck harden immediately.
"I want Macy gone. Today."
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