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Three Strikes: Chapter 9

Three Strikes: Chapter 9

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


I heard panting behind me as I walked further down the school corridor.I knew the person who was running behind me wanted something from me, but I dec..
Three Strikes: Chapter 10

Three Strikes: Chapter 10

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


I returned home later that night, to find my house pinch quiet, with the exception of my mother lightly snoring on the couch, with an empty bottle of ..
Three Strikes: Chapter 11

Three Strikes: Chapter 11

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


"Do you like this one?" Jesse asked, holding up a tight, leather black minidress.I scrunched up my nose, shaking my head quickly."I don't think that's..
Three Strikes: Chapter 12

Three Strikes: Chapter 12

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


The next Saturday, the doorbell rang at my front door.I groaned, realizing that it was only eight in the morning, and I was trying to peacefully enjoy..
Three Strikes: Chapter 13

Three Strikes: Chapter 13

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


"Hey, Kendall!" Cole called out, as I made my way to the lunch room that Monday afternoon."Hey, Cole." I smiled.He grinned. "I just wanted to apologiz..
Three Strikes: Chapter 14

Three Strikes: Chapter 14

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


"What the f**k, Kendall?" Jesse angrily asked.It was late after school, and I had just gotten out of detention for back talking to a teacher.I frowned..
Three Strikes: Chapter 15

Three Strikes: Chapter 15

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


My eyes widened, as my head threw back.Surely enough, a blonde headed Cole was seen through the glass windows of the diner, chattering with a few of h..
Three Strikes: Chapter 16

Three Strikes: Chapter 16

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


Jesse came up to my locker the next morning, handing me a large bag with the words Bloomingdales written across it."What is it?" I asked, taking the b..
Three Strikes: Chapter 17

Three Strikes: Chapter 17

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


It was after school, and I was the last one to get out, as usual.I walked down the school corridor, with my sneakers lightly squeaking on the floor.I ..
Three Strikes: Chapter 18

Three Strikes: Chapter 18

A Chapter by osnapitzlainee


By the next morning, my hickey was a deep shade of purple, and there were still red marks on both of my wrists.I made sure to wear a long, cream color..