blaire's
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as i continue walking around this annoying, crowded, loud school corridor my phone started to get notifications, and by the notif sound i can tell it's from kik.
i checked and it's from brooklyn.
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brooklyn:
happy monday baby
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i rolled my eyes, but smiled after a few seconds. who wouldnt smile?! oh god.
i locked my phone again, not replying to his message.
i am still pissed at myself for what happened last friday. shit. shit. shit. i am so freaking stupid for getting so drunk, for having sex, for waking up from a guy's bed who i literally met through social media. ugh!! how the fuck can i be so stupid.
my brother almost killed me for sneaking out and i dont know what would i do if he finds out that i slept in a guy's house and had sex that night.
anyway, im actually surprised that brooklyn still message me. i mean, i know some girls who flirts with guys and after they had sex the guy wont talk to them anymore. i dont know if i should be glad cause brooklyn isnt like that, but whatever its been like 3 days since that sex and i am sure he'll stop messaging anytime soon.
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skip school
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school's done and as usual, i am sitting here in the parking lot waiting for my two annoying brothers.
i checked my phone after almost 8 hours of not opening it.
wow.
there are tons of messages from brooklyn.
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brooklyn:
hate school so fucking much
brooklyn:
miss you baby
brooklyn:
i wish you're here with me in this boring english class
brooklyn:
let's meet up after please???
brooklyn:
miss you so much and your lips and everything about you baby
brooklyn:
i literally want to make out with you right now
brooklyn:
give me your number babyyy so i can call you sometime and hear your voice
brooklyn:
message me right after you see my messages please babe
brooklyn:
its been like three days since i last saw you and i want you so fucking bad
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i am smiling like a crazy looser while reading his messages, i just cant stop smiling. i didnt notice my brothers are already here.
my brothers and i decided to go to the grocery and buy some stuff and eat pizza somewhere.
while walking around this huge grocery store, following my brothers like a dog i realized i havent replied to brooklyn. shiizz
okay, blaire.
i dont really think i should reply? should i? i mean, i dont want to get closer and closer to this guy because i am so sure that he only wants play time and i know i am usually the girl who rides on guy's stupid flirting games but i dont know if i should with brooklyn. do you know what i mean?? this guy gives me so much feels and i dont fucking know. oh god.
