Peyton
Tyler beeped his horn as he waited for Capri and me to exit the house. Of course, he insisted on driving us in his monster car. Apparently, the Boneyard was on the outskirts of town where no one ventured and could only be accessed by monster truck-type cars. I was nervous as fuck in the dress Capri had picked for me. My icy blond hair was up in pigtails, and I had over-the-knee socks and platform white sneakers to round off my Baby Spice look.



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