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Sksksksk! I'm proceeding to have an organized diary despite changing my style every 2 seconds! And I oop! Lets h-h-h-hope Jake notices me! Sksksksk! First! I gotta drink from my hydroflask with lots of quirky VSCO stickers on it. Mmm! Don't tell mom I put a starbucks mocha frappucino in here! Skskkssk!

I walk in to school, Jake clearly hates me. "What did you do now." Jake says. He's so serious! I love it! Sksksk! "I became a VSCO!" I say! Sksksk! "Why?" He asks. "I thought you liked those types of girls!" I answer. "No. I was simply waving to a friend. Why are you wasting all of your mom's credit card money on all the styles possible?" Jake asks. "Because I want to be with you!" I say! "That will be impossible." He says. "Whaaaaat!?!" I ask, before cutting this chapter short due to laziness.

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