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I spent hours in the room crying. Irrespective of the honking, banging on the door, name-shoutings, and a hell lot of swearing battles, I recollected myself. If I had to make myself capable of being strong, now was the time.
I quickly got up, wiping off my tear stained cheeks. I went to the bathroom, took a shower, reminiscing what I had thought about my relationship with Jake. He was not anymore the sugarboy, he was now a badboy of high school.
After taking a hot shower, I walked into my closet, deciding on a black floral sundress, with a denim jacket on it. I paired it with black boots, which made me look a bit taller than before. I spread some spots of foundation on my face, dabbing it with a Zoella make-up brush. After getting my face looking healthy and plump, I curled some mascara on my lashes, and put some gloss on my lips.
After everything, I felt confident. I had realised that I was enough of being dependent on someone for my happiness.
I opened my room, and found Jake sleeping, as he sat by the wall which was on the right of my door. I think he must've gotten up by the sound of the door opening, but I didn't care. I went inside my room, and threw his iPhone on his face.
I went inside my Rolce Royce, because of the feeling for change of cars in my life.
Arriving at my destination, I saw the word, 'Funky Buddha' hanging on the building.
Tonight had to be for me, by me.
I entered the club, muffled noises filling my ears. Heading to the bar, I ordered some cherry vodka and some vodka shots.
It was then, I noticed someone staring at me. I wasn't able to see his face, but I could swear that I felt eyes piercing through my back.
As I turned around to bash him right through his face, a familiar figure came into my view.
"Hey Leo! Whats up?" I said.
"Nothing much. The usual. These parties are never enough for me." He said chuckling.
Leonardo Pettyfer, was drool-worthy. He was in my Economics class, and would sit next to me.
And, I used to have a crush on him. But, it could be now too.
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