𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗥, lived and breathed to torment her next door neighbor...
He was arrogant, egomaniacal, and strong headed.
But... 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦.
Growing up, the both were competitive. In school, on the field, at home. It was an ongoing...
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TOM KAULITZ
"I told Blair about the coke thing," I mumbled while staring out the tinted window. We were on the bus.
I'm not exactly nervous about the game. I was confident we'd win.
"And...?" Luke hunched his back over, searching for answers.
"She didn't believe me."
He breathed out a sigh. "Why would she?"
Am I really that untrustworthy?
"You guys talking about Blair?" A head popped up from the seat in front of mine. The fuck is it to him?
"What about it?" I glared.
"I heard that the video resurfaced. Even though her mom tried to wipe it clean off of the internet... one of the Sophomore's had it the entire time." Jason explained.
The video?
"Do you fucking have it?" I questioned, finally looking at him.
"You wanna see it?"
No, I don't want to fucking see it.
"Yeah." I lied.
With a click of a few buttons, he handed me his phone.
I didn't play it, instead, I deleted it and erased it from his recently deleted.
"Don't fucking spread that shit." I threw his phone back at him.
"Man, it took me forever to get that shit." He groaned, the fuck is wrong with him?
"Jason, if you don't shut your mouth in the next five seconds don't be surprised when my fist lands in your fucking eye."
"Jesus man, it only shows her head anyway." He laughed, sliding back into his seat.
Does it fucking matter?
I'm all for sex but if you record that shit you're fucking weird.
"You've never watched it? Even when it was going around?" Luke asked.
No.
"I may call her Blizzy but I'm not watching her suck someone off, I have better things to do with my life." She was fifteen.
