25|Bob the Motherfucking Builder
"Someone must be in a good mood," Skylar mused when she stopped at my locker. "Why do you say that?" I asked, tossing books into my locker. "Because you're smiling. On a Monday." I turned to Skylar with a questioning look. "What are you talking about? I'm always smiling." She gave me a pointed look. "Okay maybe not always but it's not like I'm in a bad mood. I'm just...happy." Slamming my locker shut, I tucked my skateboard under my wing and walked off down the hallway with Skylar right at my heels. "You're on drugs." I snorted. "No." "Um, you punched someone in the face? And by someone I mean Drew," she tried again, twisting her face up in deep thought. A scowl came across my face and I felt my mood darken a bit as the mention of Drew. "I wish but s
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