ᴛᴡ : ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴘᴏʀɴᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ʜᴜᴍᴏʀ/ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴀ ᴍᴀꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ, ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴜɴɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍɪꜱᴏɢʏɴʏ, ᴜɴᴄᴏɴꜱᴇɴᴜᴀʟ ꜰɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ.
ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇꜰᴜʟ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɢᴏʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜱᴇx, ɢᴏ ᴄʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛɪᴋᴛᴏᴋ'ꜱ ꜱᴘʟᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴘᴜɴᴋ "ᴘʟᴀʏɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ" ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ.
ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍᴀɴᴅᴀᴛᴏʀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴠɪʟʏ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɢʀᴀʙ ᴀ ꜱɴᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ/ᴏʀ ᴀ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ. ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴏ ɪɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ɪꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀᴛɪᴢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀɴ ᴀᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ.
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The biggest jerk of Rosemeadow stormed across the corridors. People were cautiously watching at what they witnessed. The wealthy kid had his hands clenched, preparing to fist someone in the face. His phone was vibrating through his pants, his expression was beet red, and his knuckles were so tight they were white. He was inches away from causing a fight. He held his fist in the air, aiming toward a certain somebody.
By the time the oppressor turned to see him, she was subconsciously knocked out, slapped by another man.
Let's rewind a little.
Do you know what they say about rumors? They're carried by enemies, diseased by fools, and accepted by idiots.
Ever since Drew dropped Zoey, and Jake as a whole, Zoey begun making rumors. She spread arocious, disgusting, and horrible, pretty lies. One of the many the school discovered was Drew senselessly making out with girls who managed to get on his bed. Another one that caught people off-guard was Drew saying he could get any girl he wanted, plus, he took a bunch of ladies' virginities. While it may be true Drew did say he could pull any woman, he didn't entirely mean it. He has a tendency to say ego shit he never blesses. The way these students would keep and whisper Zoey's lies sickened the poor boy. As a matter of fact, he cut off his toxic masculinity due to how badly the rumors grew. He eventually started opening up to other people and had different individuals become alibies.