Chapitre 4: CHAPTER FOUR
"It's you, the girl who almost murdered me," he says smiling. Stupid, I thought to myself.
"That would be me, but I prefer Hanna what's yours?" I say as a matter of fact.
"Ocean, Ocean McConaughey like the large water body." He says and I glare at him.
"Oh, thank you for the heads up, clearly I didn't know what an ocean is." I say and he laughs so hard that it gets on my nerves.
"Feisty. Hanna Scott, is it?" he asks smirking and how I wish I could wipe that smug off of his face.
Wait, hold the thought how did he know my surname. I quickly ask him how he knew and he told me that he actually asked people about me.
"So, what did they tell you?" I ask really curious of what the other kids think of me.
"Nothing that I don't know, they basically know what everyone else know." He says reluctantly.
"And what is that." I further ask him, why isn't he just telling me in full detail; I do not want to keep on asking him.
"That you are antisocial, you don't talk to anyone, you don't hang out with anyone and that you are always on your bike. That's pretty much it, yeah." He says and pauses to think for a second.
"Nothing else." He adds and increases the speed of his bicycle.
"I am not antisocial; I just do not talk to a lot of people." I say and match my speed with his.
"Give me one person you talk to here," he asks stopping his bicycle to look at me.
"I talk to you," I say smiling.
"That's not what I am talking about, you have talked to me how many times?" he asks as he starts riding.
"You did not say for how long you just asked who l talk to and l said you." I told him holding my head up high and he just laughed it off.
"Smarty-pants," he said that more to himself than me.
Surprisingly we continued talking from then and I would ride with him almost every single day.
Cadeaux
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reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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