i took off my mask in frustration, how could he do this to me! after all the years we've been friends, and he does something like this. and ANGELHO? OVER ME? who in a million years would do that..
i didn't know what to do. i had no date, and there's no legitimate point to going to the ball anymore..
i walked into the stall and sat on the ground, sniffing as more tears blurred my eyesight.
i heard footsteps enter the bathroom, i quickly got up and made it loo like i was using the bathroom.
"ledgelicker?" it was ghazalei, but many more people were with her.
"yes?"
"come out, we just wanna talk with you. reese's is an asshole, forget him." she comforted, but then i saw someone else's shadow open the door.
"how did you open it—"
"ledgelicker."
"WOODY?"i exclaimed, quicklime turning around so he wouldn't see my mascara stained face. "look, i really don't wanna see you right now, if you didn't reject me this wouldn't have even happened.
"i didn't mean to reject you ledgelicker. someone forced me to."
WHAT?!?!
TO BE CONTINUED
