there's this thing called revenge.
it can honestly go both ways, good and bad, but for me, its going great.
now you all probably think im an asshole.
it's alright, everyone has their opinion. but think about my side of this story.
calum, he threw me away like trash because he would become popular and all he could have done to stop it was "no thanks"
i did so much for the damn guy.
i woke up at 2am just to hear him talk about green day. i taught him how to read music and now he's an outstanding bassist.
and what does he do to repay me?
he says "bye tegan I don't want to be friends with you, you don't meet my standards"
go fuck yourself calum.
so this is basically going along with my plan.
im going to "warm up" to calum, gain his trust, and totally lose it. forget about him. give him a taste of his own medicine. you could say that im pretty evil, but if you go behind my back bitch you better watch yours.
and i don't feel bad about this at all.
you were probably thinking that i was some depressed girl, who can't help hating the guy, but can't help myself falling in love with that guy.
that's not how it works in reality
an asshole is always and asshole. and the broken can never be fixed.
people can say they changed but in reality they don't change one bit. they just end up hurting you even more then before.
but i'm not going to let anyone hurt me anymore. I'm not letting my walls down. i cant trust anyone and i'm not planning on trusting anyone anytime soon.
so right now i'm here, ditching school with calum. he already showed me his favorite place because i'm "special."
i don't feel special at all. he probably has shown this to many people
"whatcha thinking about?" calum asked
all the ways to break you. just like you did.
"not much" i replied.
"i miss moments like this tea"
i don't
"i do too" i pulled the fake smile that i have mastered with all my years alone.
"calum maybe we should go home"
"why"
because i don't want to hang out with you because is reality i hate you. and im tired as fuck and being here with you sucks. i would rather be at school.
"i don't know, its just weird missing school and i feel like we should go back"
"you? tegan rickford, want to go back to school?"
i fake laughed "yeah"
"its sounds like you just don't want to hang out with me tea"
it's because i don't, bravo! you guessed it mate! now can we leave?
"no i do, im actually just really tired, i didn't sleep that much"
"insomnia is still getting to ya?"
yes you fucking bitch thats why i couldn't sleep. if i could i would mate.
"yeah i guess thats part of it"
"alright i'll drop you off at school so you can get your car"
"oh its fine i didn't drive to school today, i walked."
"oh okay, ill drop you off at home then"
"okay"
awkward silence.
i may be a bitch but i'm still tegan rickford, the most awkward girl in the school.
calum and i walked to his car, it was a decent looking car. i mean it wasn't like it mustang (my dream car) but it was decent.
"i like your car" i pulled a smile.
"thanks, my dad got it for me on my birthday this year"
"oh thats cool"
we both hopped into the car, i got into the passengers seat while he put the keys into the ignition.
"we can hang out at my house if you want, just like the old days" i offered.
"really? okay sure" calum smiled and the rest of the car ride was silent.
surprisingly, calum still knew the way back to my house. i looked at calum and tried to contain a smirk.
my plan is working.
calum can't see through his emotions to realize that im playing with him.
and i still don't feel bad.
not a thing.
