It was Saturday and since I spent the night partying I figured it would only be appropriate to sleep the day away like any other typical teen would. Later that evening after dinner I logged onto my facespace. I had a new message from Nate. WHAT? Is this even happening. I opened it and read what it said “hey(:”. I didn’t answer. I mean im new to this whole boy thing, but I figured id try the whole ‘play hard to get’ thing so many girls do.
I figured I should do something to Morgan. I went to her page and posted on her profile “still crying piggy? I wouldn’t recommend eating your feelings. That’ll just make you fatter. And danny will never want to be with you.(:” Within seconds people liked it. And it got some comments. Danny actually said ‘ill never want her regardless.’ Ouch. That sucks for her. I felt bad but I couldn’t help but laugh. Devin commented on it too. ‘stop being such a bitch Bree.’ Whatever, I just laughed it off. Like I give a flying fuck what he has to say.
It was Sunday, my family and I went to church as usual in the morning. Morgan goes to the same church. After it let out we were in the parking lot walking our cars. I ran up to morgan to talk to her.
“Morgan, wait!” I shouted
“what do you fucking want?” she said. She looked tired. Broken down. She was definitely crying. I couldn’t help but feel good that I did this to her.
“just so you know,” I said smiling “Danny is an awesome kisser” I laughed and walked away. I Don’t know why I lied like that. Why I felt so good for being so mean. But I did. At this point I couldn’t stop I liked it.
Later that afternoon, My brother had a bunch of his tool bag friends over to watch some dumb game that was on. I decided was going to lock myself in my room and forget about them. I had my nicely curled hair up in a high pony tail and I had subtle makeup on that I had worn to church that morning. I was wearing PINK yoga pants and a cami with a PINK sweatshirt over it.
The screaming and shouting from the excitement of the game continued for what seemed like forever. I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door and Nate was standing there. He had on basketball shorts and a plain tee shirt. His brown flippy hair looked perfect under his snapback he was wearing.
“Can I help you?” I asked he pushed me back into my room and shut the door. “what are you doing?!”
“I didn’t get a chance to before” he said. He put his hand on my cheek and then wrapped it around my neck. He pulled up my face towards his and we locked lips. He pulled back and smiled at me. “I better get back down to the guys. I’ll talk to you later?” he said. I shook my head. I could feel my smile as wide as could be.
I logged online and thought about what I could do to Morgan. I looked through the picture of us I had on my computer. I found one of us at the beach last summer. She came along with my family to our beach house in Florida. It was a picture of us in our bikinis hugging on the beach. I remember after the picture was taken she made me promise never to show anyone. But considering our current friendship status, I think promises are not meant to be kept.
I uploaded it, tagged her, and put a caption “nice bikini. You can barely see it between your fat rolls.” Of course it got tons of likes, like the others did. I needed to step up my game. Humiliate her in public and I knew just what to do.
