73: A F uck Boy

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Chloe’s POV Every inch of my body was freezing. But my insides? They were boiling with a rage I’d never experienced before. “What the hell did you do that for!?” I turned to face her, every word seething with unbridled irritation. I could feel the cold liquor dripping from my hair unto my exposed skin that was now scattered with goosebumps as I waited for a response. “Isn’t it obvious, you d**k hogger!?” she spat back at me viciously. As her face contorted into a sneer, a random thought from before finally pieces together in my head. That face, I finally recalled why I’d thought it was familiar when she first walked up to I and Kyle. She was none other than the touchy new student I’d seen clinging to Kyle in the dining hall weeks ago, and she must’ve arrived after I’d counted

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