Bashing Trinity

Chapter 0 Prologue-Annoy

BASH

I am so annoyed with the art teacher who didn’t appreciate my watercolor painting. I hop out of the car without thanking my driver.

Sprinting inside the house with my backpack tightly grasp, I stomp my feet to our expansive living room. I was practicing the same concept last night over and over again until it looked satisfactory.

I admit I’m so bad at art, but it hurts my ego because I’m excellent at every subject. I can play the piano, cello, violin, and guitar with my eyes closed. I can solve math in just one look at the problem, but art? Ugh! I grimace at the thought of it.

I stop to halt when I notice mom and one of her best friends are laughing together. Their voices are echoing in the living room.

They abruptly stop when they notice me.

roll my eyes. Mom’s beautiful face lights up and smiles at me. Aunt Zoey, the redhead does the same. I smile timidly back at

especially mom. I’m already eleven years old, she still pecks me

play cool because everyone knows that I’m a good

backpack over my shoulder. I almost bump into Kiara, whose standing in the middle of the

shrieks in

messy. She reminds me of Nerida. She has freckles all over her face, and she’s too skinny. She’s Aunt Zoey and Uncle Logan’s daughter—our family friends. Kiara’s

here, goldfish?” I narrow my eyes, asking her annoyingly.

quiver. She doesn’t like the nickname I give

my gaze as she grips

like goldfish, Trinity,”

a fish, and my name is Kiara,” she says softly with a shaky

goldfish. You have orange hair with big eyes,” I say, demonstrating how big her eyes are. “And what’s in that

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