Jason's POV

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I walk out of school to go to my parent's car, because well, they're picking me up. To get to where my parent's car is, I pass by the playground. I turn my head. Tara, my girlfriend, is holding hands with Jackson.

My world collapses all around me. The person I love is cheating on me! It may be a blackmail date, but Tara would have told me about it. She would not have a fake date without telling me. I mean, she tells everything to me. Unless she was lying all this time. What if she never really loved me and this was all some pity act? What if Jackson is her real boyfriend and she loves HIM? What if she just used all her emotions from loving him into the conversations she's had with me? She's a popular girl. And maybe she's just like every other one.

Tara turns around. She gives me the "I'm sorry I'll explain later!" glance, but I just shake my head. This is all a lie. I want to yell out, "You don't need to explain. We were just a pity act, weren't we? Well guess what. Act's over. I'm done." But I didn't. I just started to run. I ran all the way to my parent's car and got in. When my dad asked about my day, I just shake my head. I lean my head against the window. It starts to rain, and as it rains, my heart starts to melt away.

Who knew emotional pain was this bad? It feels like my whole world crushed. Collapsed. Destroyed. Pounded. Gone. Tara doesn't really love me. But I love her. I am obsessed with her. Her beautiful caramel brown hair, her bright hazel eyes, her soft skin. Stop it! She doesn't think about you in the same way. She just sees you as another one of her 'subjects.' I'm just another peasant in the kingdom of school. And she's a princess. The most gorgeous princess in all the land. Who is great at acting to have an amazing personality. But inside she is the most evil dragon of all.

A/N this is just another friendly reminder, this story is based on STEREOTYPES NOT REAL PEOPLE. And btw to anybody who thinks Jason is somebody in my life, NO. JASON IS MADE FROM MY IMAGINATION, OK? Ok I think we're on the same page. Don't be offended, I know some really nice popular people. So yeah. I dont believe in school social classes and yada yada yada. Ok. I'm done. Expect another chapter today or tomorrow.

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