Tyler
Sydney Walker is going to be the death of me.
And somehow I might actually die smiling.
Because not only did I finally get to rearrange that smirk on Dean’s face for being stupid enough to touch her…I also got to settle a score that had been sitting under my skin for months.
The second the car rolled into the driveway, I shoved the door open and got out.
“Tyler!” Mom yelled, stepping out after me.
I ignored her.
“You stop right there, Tyler.” She said, her heels clicking swiftly across the pavement behind me. “You don’t get to walk away while I’m talking to you.”
Still, I ignored her.
I stormed towards the front door, my jaw tight, fist throbbing with every heartbeat. My shoulder ached badly from where Dean had slammed into me earlier, but the pain barely registered.
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