❝bad girls, see them out on the street at night.❞
follow the life of jamie boyd, a 30 something year old as she is looking for love in the big apple.
( maleoc x femoc)
(lowercase intended)
(october 18 - ongoing)
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! BAD GIRLS ! BAD GIRLS !
( a sex and the city fic )
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STUYVESANT HIGH SCHOOL new york, new york 12pm
i had managed to get through most of the day with little incident, but once lunch rolled around i was struggling more. i didn't feel like talking to anyone, or being around anyone so i decided to just eat lunch alone in my classroom.
i was currently staring blankly at my salad, a fork full of lettuce hovering in front of my mouth, when i heard footsteps coming towards my door.
the door opened, revealing samantha, charlotte, and miranda. they were all smiling and holding lunch bags in their arms at the door.
"lunch delivery!" samantha said as she made her way into the classroom.
i looked up in surprise and a small smile finally appeared on my face. i sat the uneaten forkful of lettuce back down on the desk. "i wasn't expecting you guys." i said, trying to mask the disappointment in my voice.
"yeah, well we figured you could use some cheering up." miranda said as she took a seat in one of the desks, her lawyer briefcase hanging off of her shoulder.
"plus, we wanted an update." charlotte added as she moved over to my desk. she perched her hip on the edge and looked down at me, her eyes filling with sympathy. "how are you holding up?"
i sighed as i shrugged heavily. "i'm not great. i pretty much sobbed myself to sleep last night." i said honestly. i didn't hide the truth. they were my friends and i knew they deserved to know how i was feeling.
the girls all winced in sympathy. "no bueno, babe." samantha said bluntly. she wasn't one to sugarcoat things.
sam's bluntness made me let out a small laugh. "no definitely not. it's been..." i paused and thought back to the night before. the hurt and anger in his voice. the way his eyes just avoided mine when he spoke to me. i exhaled slowly. "it's been shitty."
