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Hawke

Laughter surrounds h the crowd of jocks and rich princesses filling the hallway I want to shrink down, hunch into myself, but uy everyone likes

So I do it, and I do it well Too well

“Hawke! Call me”

“Bro! Text me later about the party!”

I wave and nodin me not to turn around and shove the entitled assholes into the wall and tell them how shallow I think they are I think about it all the ti It’s just easier to uy I’ me

Waving and seles sun My car is all the way across the sprawling parking lot, a fifty-yardbetween e Dante would have used as the seventh circle of hell if the Inferno had been written in the twenty-first century

Luck is on h-end luxury cars tome The black Audi R8 was a present fro clue For existing,the children of Hollywood’s elite? They o to the public school with normal kids than these spoiled brats

“We want you to be with the best, Hawke Greater Malibu Prep is the best high school in southern California”

I wonder if eous ex-superreat if they knew half of the student population was high at any given ti the “cool” kids they want me to be friends with My parents probably wouldn’t care if they knew about the drugs I mean, e Hell, I know for a fact they both did their fair share of drugs back in the day

Begrudgingly, I expend the necessary tiroup of kids that would kill to beup to the vapid, entitled, trust-fund babies just to achieve a social status I don’t want, in order to spend ti to o to endless parties ell-known socialites on my arm makes them happy

I sigh and start the car, its engine growling beautifully under the shiny black hood Another day done Only a little over a hundred et out of here

Crap I hope I can last that long

The beat of the dru with the rhyth from my hands to the sticks, to the sounds created by my frantic yet controlled movements Sweat beads up on my forehead and trickles down between my shoulder blades as I use every muscle, every limb, every part of me to create the complicated beat that fills the sound studio built into the basee mansion

My eyes close, the te Here, in this sanctuary, there is only e, and with that power I can create soical If my class, they’d turn their surgically perfected noses up in the air

“Henry Walker!”

I fu in different directions “Mom! You scared the crap out ofout of my chest

“Sorry, honey” Mom doesn’t look sorry at all She looks… amused “It’s not my fault You didn’t answer the first five times I called your name” She shoots ht me unaware in the studio I’m sure it won’t be the last

“Whatever You didn’t have to go allout my bottom lip in a way I know my mom can’t resist My mom is awesome Both of my parents are, even if they’re co up my social status at school

She s with love “Cohter are here” Moh! Lila Griffin is a first-class bitch My mom is clueless to the aest spoiled brat I’ve ever met

I roll my eyes “You don’t need me, Mom Lila and I will catch up later”

Lila Griffin has no idea I hate her guts At least once a o out with her Every tiet her way Lilia, popular and pretty, has a dad who is a big ti what she wants