Logical-chris sturniolo

"slut"

millie was picking me up today

i had some extra time to sleep in

i wasn't trying to impress anyone but i also want to look nice

i got this skirt from pacsun a few weeks ago and have yet to wear it

it's plain black but has cute ruffles

i pair it with a navy blue longsleeve

i slip on my last bracelet as i get a text from millie

i set my backpack at my feet when i finally adjust in the seat

"you look cute" she says exaggerating the e

"you too, love the hair" i compliment the french braids she had done effortlessly perfect

she smiles and places her hand under her face

"so" she says turning the music down

"how did chris resolve.. yknow" she says

"i mean, he told his closest friends it wasn't true, and anyone that asked, but nothing really" i shrug

"kinda a dick move" she says turning into the student parking

"yeah, i don't think many people saw it before it was taken down" i say trying to forget about it

"yeah" she says as we walk in

"oh, how was this weekend at cades" i ask as we approach her locker

"it was nice, we watched movies and went to the park n stuff" she says as she shuts her locker

"that's all" i fake push her shoulder

"yes" she says dramatically sad

we giggle before approaching my locker

i see 4 boys in front and 3 girls by their side

all laughing

i see a couple more people head over and take pictures

i glance at millie and she looks sad

i shove the boy out of my way and look at my locker

a picture of me and chris walking out of the bathroom

in bold black sharpie written above it on my locker it reads "who knew she was a slut this whole time"

i tear up and walk away quickly

i turn the corner and bump into someone

i look up and see chris

"woah, what's wrong?" he asks

i shove past him and run outside of the school

he follows me outside and grabs my hand

"ro, talk to me" he says looking at my red eyes and damp cheeks

"you didn't see everyone?" i say wiping my eyes

"i have no idea what you're talking about" he shrugs

"remember? friday? ring any bells?" i ask

"yeah i told you i took care of that" he states

"clearly not" i say turning around and walking away from the place i now despise most

"you know we didn't do anything, isn't that enough, why do you care what people think" he says pursuing me

i think in my head

why do i care so much

"you don't understand. you're the guy who gets praised. and now i'm just another girl that lost her potential" i say still crying