FAKING A SMILE

Ouch ⚾️

Dylan the guy I had met yesterday is dating my enemy/slut. Boy does he need some Jesus.

For a new kid you would think that he would wait a while to figure everyone out before dating people. But nope he just has to go and date the prettiest girl he sees.

Before I knew it my friend threw a softball at my arm. If you haven't got hit with a softball lemme just tell you it hurts. A lot.... ( Comment if it ever happened to you ) I give her a death glare and she starts laughing. So I decided to throw the softball at her leg. She holds her leg in pain while I smirk feeling proud that I didn't miss. " You should pay attention more faggot! ", I said to my best friend. Then we both started laughing at what our friendship had become. Practice was finally over and that slut is still there with Dylan. And to think I wanted to go out with that kid. Boys are just stupid. I walk into the locker room grab my stuff and head out the door without hesitating.

Soon enough here came Dylan still with the slut by his side.
Dylan: Hey Victoria!
Me: Hi. I was trying to not act mad which worked out pretty well.
Dylan: I was wondering if you wanted to hang out some time. If that's cool with you.
Me: Ya sure that would be great. I smiled and the slut gave me a death stare.

He had the hugest smile on his face and I felt my cheeks getting red. We exchanged numbers then it was time for me to go. I waved goodbye and I guess the slut was thinking I was saying goodbye to her to cause she waved back. I don't know how she's in all my smart classes cause she isn't really that smart. Maybe her parents payed to get her in. Or maybe she cheated.

As soon as I got home I had to practice again. I ran around my neighborhood, threw the softball over and over till it was dark. Sometimes it's fun but other times I just get tired of it. I went inside and fixed me a good dinner. I had chicken and some mashed potatoes!!! It was great. Then I went upstairs and did my homework. It took me forever to finish! It was 12:00 and I wasn't even tired. So I got my computer and started working on my project that wasn't due till next month. Yes I was that bored.I was almost done with my project till I got tired. I took out my phone to turn my alarm on when I got a text from Dylan.

Dylan: Hey sorry for bothering you this late at night but can you help me with something??

I was wondering what it was. Then 3 choices popped to my head.
1: He wants to break up with slut without hurting her.
2: He wants slut to leave him alone.
3: Help him with school work.

I went with the first two choices cause he seemed pretty smart. Plus he has to have good grades in order for him to be on Baseball team.

Me: Hey it's fine I can't go to sleep anyways what's up??

Dylan: I was wondering if you could help me out by breaking up with Miley.

I knew it!!!! See nobody can last that long with That slut!

Me: Oh ya sure. So how do you want to do this??

Dylan: Well idk that's why I need your help.

Me: Well let's do an example. It would be easy over text but she would think your a coward. If you do it in front of her she won't hate you as much.

Dylan: I want to do it over text so how would I say it?

Me: Just pretend I'm her and I'll tell you if that's ok or not...