The Second Incident (Part 1)

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Now that she's ignoring me, I had to talk to her through social media, so I went on my phone and made an Instagram account.

It was nothing special just 'Charlie_Evans2004'. And a picture of a meme as the profile picture, since I didn't want to add my own face as the profile picture.

I never knew about the stuff you could find on Instagram, there are so many people posting different pictures with a lot of different hashtags, but of course, I'm only interested in the ladies.

There were females of different ages, races, and body types, so I wanted to experiment. So the first thing I did on Instagram was search for a specific type of picture.

Big. Ass.

And there it was, the heaven I was always looking for, there were all types of big rumps, the ones that were round like balls, and others that stuck out like mountains, and the owner of these beautiful behinds were all so sensual and thicc.

"Could you take my ass" Was one of the captions on a picture, showing off a lady with a beautiful physique wearing a bikini which emphasized her beautiful curves and body type.

so of course, I replied with.

"Challange accepted 😉" trying to have a flirty tone, but not being too assertive.

And then I followed the account, hoping to see more pictures of her beautiful body so I can dream about her while I sleep. But little did I know, this would come back and bite me in the ass later on.

Back to the task at hand. I searched up my love's name into the search bar 'Elizabeth Price', however, nothing came up, so instead, I typed in 'Liz Price' and bingo! Found her.

Her profile picture, unlike mine, was a picture of herself, it showed her face, which included her pretty hazel eyes, which were a radiating brown sun-warmed with inner gold. It also showed her silky blonde hair looking as gorgeous as ever, and her beautiful gobby lips.

And so, I messaged her. It was nothing harmful at first, only a sweet hello, and then asking for help on the history questions, and of course, because she's so sweet she gave the answers to me, and so the connection I broke when I cut her hair is starting to form once again, but, the connection still isn't big enough where I can consider her a friend. So, I asked for help for every class we had together, French, English, Maths, and more.

After a while, she did the same to me, and so we exchanged homework answers and were in a texting relationship. But then I went too far and escalated the conversation we were having.

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