💕I woke up, my house. Dreary, tired, and just unstable. History class from Mr. Seel (a/n - my irl friends would understand this joke LOL) , was boring, and he would never post study guides, for like anything! At least that's what I heard. I guess I've been a bit aggressive, and people can tell. I'm just kind of like.. a mean girl.. Gothy keeps snitching on me and making me look like a bad person, and.. it's not that horrible (at least), since no one really messes with me.
Me and Lindsay, are still friends.. (best obviii) but god damn, I haven't finished anything for the project and so hasn't Alejandro. I learnt a lot about Alejandro's character, like genuinely, he just chases for girls. Player. Typical for someone so.. perfect..
did I just say that? No, no, no..
It's 6:31 PM. Wait. I checked our google classroom.. And it's due tomorrow?? Mr. Seel is so fucking annoying. Always changing the due dates. Like. I've been at this school for a month and.. the teachers never gave off a good impression. Well.. I'll just text Alejandro finish his part of our project.
Hey, Alejandro.. Did you finish your part? For the project?
Oh? Who is this again?
HEATHER, BITCH.
oh.. sorry. I'll save your phone number
When I read that text.. I didn't have him saved. He wanted to save me on his phone? Ugh, stop overthinking that.
Did you write your part.
No, you didn't either I'm assuming.
I wanted to invite him to my house.. but c'mon. He's just. Nah. I'll ask him to go to the li- oh.. hey Bruiser.
I held Bruiser closely. He's my best friend. He's my cat. I love him.. so, so, so much.
[reply] No, you didn't either I'm assuming. - Yea, I haven't. Do you wanna go to the library to finish it?
The library's closed.
Ugh.. I'll just invite you to my house. The address is ******************* On Brookelyn High Street.
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What! Did this girl just invite me to her house.. No way. Well.. She's literally just mean at school. So.. It's not like I can invite her to mines. It's just a one time thing, right? (No it's not Alejandro)
Fine. I'll be there in a bit.
I hopped into my black Mercedes, and so many memories filled me up, inside, especially. It was one of those late nights where I made out with this bimbo, blonde and blue eyed. (Not LINDSAY OBVIOUSLY.) It smelt like so many girls, combined. ( a/n - Not in a bit, Alejandro. It will be smelling like heather soon. 😔🙏)
I drove to her house, it was like.. 9 minutes away. I started driving at 6:45, and got to her house at 6:56. I knocked on her door.
Hey, beautiful.
LOL, her cheeks went so red. She was wearing this tannish - yellow top, with a magenta(ish), pinkish shorts.
Damn..
oh. She's literally so angry right now.
Bitch. (she rolled her eyes.)
I'll finish my part with this poster board. You can write yours, and then we can stick it on the poster board.
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Red Roses - DISCONTINUED
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