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Natalia's POV

I have changed.
I'm not the nerd who hides in her hoodie from the world and gets hurt by little things anymore.
I'm Natalia, a broken hearted mess that is now going to stop feeling emotions so she will never be hurt again.
I look into my mirror to look at what I'm wearing.
A black fitted crop top with maroon high waisted shorts and a cream sweater cardigan that was longer than my shorts with black nikes.
I was going to go to a party with my friend Aria.
I walked out into my driveway and turned on my BMW. The sweet hum.
As I pull up the party already started. I walk inside and head straight for the bar.
Why did I even care about him? You never liked him.
Or did I ?
I shook the thoughts out of my head as I took my 3rd shot.
Out of the corner of my eye I spot Chris glaring a hole through me.
I turn towards him and walk towards him. At the last minute I turn to some really hot guy and start grinding on him.
I look at Chris and all I can see in his eyes are hurt and shock. I wink at him.
Bitch move Natalia.
Does it look like I care?

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