Malorie's POV:
School is so boring. But at least I have Baylie to entertain me. She talks so much, it gets me through classes fast.
Baylie:
Okay, I made a friend!!
His name is John!
Me:
Is John 50 with kids?
Baylie:
No, John is 18 with an Orange pick up truck.
Me:
John Castwick is a pain in the ass.
Baylie:
You know him?
Me:
Yes. He's a trumpie, homophobe, racist bitch.
Baylie:
oh..
He just asked me to "Netflix and chill"
Me:
BAYLIE NO
Baylie:
I said yes!! What does that mean?!
Me:
Oh my god that means he wants to have sex with you, Baylie. No. No, my love.
Baylie:
Oh no.
Okay. I walked away from him
Why don't I pick these things up, Mal?
Me:
Because you've never experienced it before, love.
Baylie:
love☺️💗
Are you coming over this weekend?
Me:
Yeah I'm coming Saturday because Lexi wants to see me before homecoming
You wanna go with me?
Baylie:
What's homecoming?
Me:
It's a dance. There's a hugeeee football game on Friday against our rival school, and then the dance on Saturday.
Baylie:
I can't Saturday. I'm going to church. I'm sorry
Me:
Don't worry about it, love
"No texting in class, Malorie."
"Sorry. Sorry!" I put my phone away and try to focus on the lesson.
It doesn't work.
I can't stop thinking about this Saturday.
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I get out of my dads car just as Baylie and her family are getting back from church.
"Mal!" She says, coming over. She hugs me.
"You look.. stunning. Holy crap." She looks at my outfit. Black, sparkly dress. Deep red heels to match my hair.
"Thank you, Baylie."
"Are you coming over after?"
"No, I'm going to an after party." She pouts.
"But I'll be back Sunday. And then we're off Monday."
"I'm not!" She says.
"I know, but I'll come over to see you." She smiles and blushes.
"Ahhh!!" Lexi says, coming out. She hugs me.
"Holy fuck, sweetheart! You look amazing! Oh my god! It seems like yesterday we were playing barbies together and now you have boobs!"
"Shut up Lexi!" I say smiling. She hugs me. Jay comes up to us. I glare at him.
"What do you want?!" I say.
"Actually, I know what the fuck you want-"
"Jaydennnn!!" A girl says, coming up to us. She clings on his arm.
"Stop running from me!!"
"Who are you?" She asks me. I raise my eyebrows.
"I'll still beat a bitch in a fucking mini dress. Get your little whore and go somewhere!" I shout. I start to curse him out.
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"Pretty Girl"
RomanceMalorie Abbott hates everything. Life especially. She feels as if she's alive just to suffer. Nothing is going good. She just got diagnosed with her 6th mental illness, and she has no hope. Baylie Lionel loves life. An optimist at the surface, she...
