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ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ:
Ariella moves to a new school, dreading having to make new friends and the whole idea of leaving her old ones.
She bumps int...
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It's after school and my head's all over the fucking place. My phone pings with a notification that I do not actually give a shit about.
I ignore it, until it pings for another two times and I sigh, irritation flooding through me like that's the cause of the mess in my head.
I pick it up to see that it's from an unsaved number and there's two texts from it.
[Unknown:] tsk tsk Larsen.
[Unknown:] Really thought u'd win, turns out Jackson is the one taking her out on a date.
There's no need for a genius to figure out which bitch of a fucker sent me this and I can't help but feel a rush of anger fill through me after actually reading the text.
Roberts took her out on a date?
He should've appreciated his face more, because it's going to be dismorphed after the next time I see him.
But then I shake that feeling off, because be so fucking for real, do they really think I'd believe their pathetic lies?
And so what if he did anyways? It's not like we're together or anything. She's just my friend. Best-best friend.
That apparently drives you crazy and makes you want to smash Jackson's face because of her.
"Shut the fuck up." I mutter sharply. Then I realize I just said that to no one.
Great, so now I'm fighting with the voices in my head.
Never too late to start with the schizophrenic allegations, I guess.
I place my attention back on my phone and that asshole's number that I'm about to block, then scroll down to see that there is an image attached to the two texts.
I hesitate before clicking on it, and then remember that I'm no Ella to be scared of some dumbass unpredictable image.
The thought of her makes my lips turn up just a little bit, but that's all gone to waste when I see the picture and it brings it right off my face.
For a second i still, just looking at it like a pathetic ass loser and then the earlier irritation I felt comes back full force.
It's an image taken of Ella and Jackson sitting in a restaurant. So fully engrossed in each other that they don't realize Nathan's creepy ass is taking a photo of them.
She's laughing. Right dimple on her face and all.
She's fucking laughing at something Jackson had said. And that pisses me off way more than it should.
