IT'S BETTER TO BE A COLD BITCH THAN TO BE A SENSITIVE BITCH

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You

Yes you

You're perfect and thanks for giving this book a chance

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THIS BOOK CONTAINS-

Age Gap

Forbidden romance

Smut

Kinda slow burn because I love building up chemistry between the main characters

If you are not okay with any of these, then you could check out my other books> Thank chu

Now let's get into it


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My alarm wakes me up and I instantly get up and prepare for my first day of school here. My mom recently divorced with my dad so that's why we both moved here now. No, she didn't divorce him because he cheated or any bad thing. She signed the divorce papers because he asked her to be a housewife.

The thing about my mom is that, she is partly feminist. She hates having to stay home and care for children so she has a work of her own and to her, men are nothing but distractions. That's what she has always thought me

"Me and your dad are getting divorced, you're staying with me, right?" That's how she threw me the huge bomb of dad and her

And she's always taught me to respond like this anytime she says anything "Of course, why wouldn't I be?" With a smile on my face

Dad has always been there for me when my mother was busy with her job or even when she had a free day. Since I was a kid, she taught me to always be independent. Therefore, if I always act like a mama's girl wanting to be with her all the time, I was a dependent lazy girl

She always taught me self confidence is the key. I brush my black long afro hair and look at myself in the mirror, my uniform is a short dark blue pleated skirt with white shirt underneath and a blue jacket. My ass is big so I look even prettier, my boobs are okay, I'm not flat chested but they are nowhere big either. I have a small waist but I also have stretch marks that reach the beginning of my thighs, my thighs are also fat which makes me have cellulite but it's not so visible. I think I'm tall even though most people say I'm short but it's probably because of my weight, I stand at 5'5. Overall, I love my body

Black is beautiful and anyone who says otherwise already has a place in hell

I almost have a little feeling of changing my appearance and start wearing makeup but mom said to never wear makeup because the inner beauty is what matters the most, I still wish to try it someday though. Walking downstairs, it's not a surprise that my mom isn't here, I have a personal driver so he's already waiting for me outside

After a thirty minute drive I start to get thirsty so I tell Carlos to stop at a ice shop. I get down from the car and stand in the line, a girl around my age is at my front

I look around taking a view at the place, the walls are pastel pink and it's not so big. The lights seem to be a new one but since it's dirty around, the owner of the shop must have done it and must have felt lazy to pay someone to get it clean. I tend to take notice of little things sometimes, it's become an habit

I suddenly feel a hand touch my shoulder and I turn around to see who. A little girl with side ponytails smiles "Can I pwease order first, I'm getting late for school"

Her mother seems to be the one beside her as she gives me a surprised smile

I roll my eyes not caring about that "No, you should have left home earlier if you didn't want to get late"

The girl turns to her mom and her mom lets out a small scoffs "She's a kid, you should let her"

"I also have to go to school but you don't see me asking people to let me order ahead"

Murmurs start rising and the mom gives me a death stare "I guess your parents didn't teach you to be respectful"

"I guess you didn't teach your daughter to keep shut and not disturb others for her self, you should start teaching her that. In the future, she could become selfish" My lips turn into a uptight smile

Facing front, I order what I want and leave. I'm in my last year of high school at eighteen and I'm very smart. I would be around almost seventeen if I hadn't started school late. I get down from the car and enter, immediately sighting the administrative office

"Hello, what's your name?" A blonde lady grins at me but my face is blank as always

"I'm Aurelia Flores, I'm a senior"

She nods and start looking through her computer "Okay Aurelia, your class is right down the hall, the first class you're having is history"



I didn't want the first chapter to be too long so......how was it

It gets better <3

She may be a bit annoying at the beginning but character development exist>>>>> 

Ti amo

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