Chapter Two
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| emma’s pov |
I thought I was going to lose my mind over these f*****g people who lived next to me. I’ve never slept for two straight hours without them gushing over some new video game they bought. This is what I got for living next to boys.
Groaning for the third time, I finally banged on my wall to give them the signal to stop with their loud fanboying, only to find them twice as boisterous as before.
“Are we disturbing someone?” I heard one of them ask with his irritating high-pitched voice.
“No s**t, Sherlock!” I shouted, covering myself in my pillows and blankets. Oh, how I hated boys with a passion.
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