I was the target of rumors and hate. They were watching who I was dating like I was Taylor Swift. It’s not their fucking business.
I wish people could keep their nose out of people’s personal lives. It would make life so much easier.
I don’t even dress like a slut. Oversized hoodies and leggings are my go-to. How could they call me a slut? They don’t even know the full story. No one will ever know except me.
I slid into my classroom, and opened my Physics book. Being a straight A student was what my parents wanted, so I did what they wished. I was a gifted kid, sure, but with all the rumors swirling about me, my grades had dropped to an A-, which my parents hate. If they heard these rumors about me being a so-called slut, I would be dead.
If people could shut their fucking mouths then the world would be a much better place.
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One Last Time
RomanceSurrounded by rumors, Madison Lirkwood is used to being called a slut. After her boyfriend cheated on her, Madison's whole grade is blaming her for letting him cheat on her. How could she control it? It wasn't her job. "Stop fucking telling me what...
