It Can't Be True! I Don't Believe You!

HARLOW HAD THOUGHT WAKING UP TO AN ALARM WAS BAD, but waking up to someone who was about to smash her bones into pieces was ten times worse.

"Get up bitch, and I don't have all day for this." It was Mille. The girl, her gym coach, had paired her up with; Harlow had convinced him to let her participate again, without her Mother knowing, of course. At the time, she thought it was a brilliant idea but now...not so much. 

Millie's knuckles were hitting her repeatedly, and, judging by her tone, she was annoyed. The first thought that came to mind was: What's she's doing in her room? However, her violence caused retaliation from her, and her fist was the first thing that moved, blindly hitting anywhere until it reached something hard.

A scream followed, and it was enough to make Harlow go deaf. Her eyes snapped open to the view of what had transpired, and the sight that greeted her was something she had prayed to happen since she met Millie at train