Chapter 17

“I like playing thieves.”

—Pierce Brosnan.

“I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty.”

—Barrister_Tife.

“All that you are is all that I will ever need.”

—Ed Sheeran.

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Anna’s POV

After gymnastics is lunch. After such a hectic class. We headed to the cafeteria and sat at our regular table.

I keep getting this death stare from the cheerleaders’ table. And if looks could kill, I would have been ten feet down because of the murderous gaze Nate and her minions threw at me. But who cares, no one. Hell, even my burger and fries don’t give a freaking crap about it all. Instead, I take a large bite, take a long sip from my soda and give a heartfelt wink with a smile to Nate. Who looked horrified and slapped the nearest minion to her. While we all snickered at their stupidity.

Sometimes, people’s stupidity can be hilarious, the more you laugh. The more they boil so laugh while y