Dangerous - Chapter 13: We're not Friends

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A teen sat on the stairs at the back of his house, smoking a cigarette. In his tan hand, held a newspaper giving information about the shooting that had happened a day ago. With his eyes flashing with flames, he grins and rolls the piece of paper back up. He takes another drag of his cigarette and exhales, embracing the swarm of chemicals in the air. "Hey, you going to sit on your ass all day or what?" A girl with light blonde hair and chunky square glasses questions as she comes out of the house, holding a beer in one of her hands. "Leave me the f**k alone bitch." He says before inhaling his cigarette again. She folds her arms over her chest and jests, "Ain't nobody wants to talk to you anyway. I just want to let you know that our handiwork is all over the internet." "I know, saw i

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