Chapter 22
Blake (P.o.v) I laugh at what I done. That b***h deserved it. I mean how dare she paint my room and that a pink. Pink, I mean come on, do I look like a girl?. I looked at my room, now and was happy that it looked normal as it was before. "Joan" I shout. I hear footsteps running."Knock,Knock". "Come in" I said. "You called sir" He said. "Yes, I want to increase your salary by 500 pounds, for making my room how it was before" I said. "Thank you sir, I am so grateful, my family needed the money." He said. I smiled. I knew people though I was rude, but only to people who are rude to me, especially beggars like those girls. When someone does good, I appreciate it and show them that I care, but that side I will not show to anyone, just my guards. " Its OK, I am glad your happy, now you
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