April 29th, 2016


Muffin: How are you today?

Me: Great.

Muffin: What happened?

Me: Chase. That douchebag. I fucking hate him.

Muffin: What'd he do?

Me: He purposely tries to make my life a living hell.

Muffin: Maybe he likes you?

Me: HAHAHA YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME

Muffin: No?..

Me: He's a hot popular, bad boy. I'm a ugly, anti-social, nerd.

Muffin: Hot? ;)

Me: You know what I'm saying, Yeah he's attractive. Just not my type. I could never be with someone like him. 

Muffin: Someone like him?

Me: You know, Bangs every girl, Smokes, Does drugs, Drinks, Goes to parties. I'll never be with someone like him. 

Muffin: He doesn't do drugs and he doesn't drink.

Me: How would you know?

Muffin: Because I just do, Who told you these things?

Me: The rumors, haven't you heard.

Muffin: No, I haven't.

Me: He's starring at me, help. What do I do?


I look up from my phone and look at chase. I blush and look back down at my phone.


Me: I just embarrassed myself. 

Muffin: How?

Me: I thought he was starring at me and like he wasn't, he was starring at his 'girlfriend' that sits in front of me

Muffin: Aha, Wow. Weirdo.

Me: I gotta get going, The bell is about to ring. bYeeee

Muffin: BYE

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