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Rebel Yell: chapter 1
Chapter One: Running Away
Esme’s POV
“C’mon, Sparrow! Leonard’s gonna hear us if anda don’t tell your damn feet to shut the HELL up,” I barked. I’m Esme. I’m 18, well, 19 today. We woke up at three thirty AM so we could go to the airport to fly to an Asking Alexandria concert.
“Sorry,” she replied, as our mom’s door swung open and her husband, Leonard, stepped out of it. Mum’s gone on business so only he was there.
“Where the hell,” he began, “do anda bitches think you’re going?”
“Uhm,” I stalled, “to the, ah, bathroom?”...