It was early Sunday around noon and where was I,oh you know just, casually walking out of Jake's apartment. Jake,the school's "bad boy" and my "boyfriend".I was dressed in a short black mini skirt,black stilettos and a low cut tight black blouse that gave way too much away upstairs. Yeah, I love black so what,sue me.
I don't know why I did what I did,I wasn't some stupid bxtch who got bullied or anything. Attention? Maybe. I loved it,lots of it.
I heard a grumble so loud in my stomach that could wake up a deaf dead person and I figured that maybe I was a little hungry because I hadn't eaten in hours,a girl's gotta keep up her figure right.
I decided to go to big moma's because as a child I used to love it there,back when I was myself, damn,looking back I was really stupid. I was weak. This was the true me and I love it.
I walked up to the line. I hated lines. I hated waiting. "Move your fat ass from in front of me".
After I said that I could see hurt on the girl's face,she was short and had a petite figure with curves in all the right places. Jealousy. Anger. I always wanted that figure.
Stupid bxtch.
Lost in my thoughts on how to get revenge on that girl for being too close to perfect I slammed into a body. Damn. This person is gonna pay. I looked up and my breath was caught in my throat. Him.
A/N : Hey you beautiful people. Hope you enjoy reading my book ;)
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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Teen Fiction"Daniel likes girls who are assertive Deandrè" I told her,smiling inwardly this idiot was eating it all up. "Like Regina George" "Yes,be more like her and you will have him eating out of your hands" "Thanks Zane" "Anytime bff. Oh and another thin...
