Chapter Twenty Four : Knuckle Fetish

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"That movie was gold!" I exclaimed in glee when Ian and I exited the cinema hall. Clark couldn't tag along because of work, so Ian and I went. It was fun hanging out with Ian who didn't mind me munching on the popcorn loudly or slurping my milkshake. On the other hand, Clark would be fussy about me creating annoying noises. "Look who's here," I heard a voice behind me and I whirled around. "Oh, you guys," I mumbled and saw a bunch of my friends from school. All of the them came and pulled me into a group hug. The boys ruffled my hair as if I was a little kid and the girls gushed about how much they missed my company. Ever since I met Clark and Ian, I stopped hanging out with them since most of the time they just gossipped about stuff to which I didn't give a damn about. But sometime

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