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Chapter Three
You started changing at the end of junior high. Rumor had it you were dropping out. I didn't understand why, you were too intelligent too. I guess modeling was changing you.
Modeling did change you, instead of sports bras you were wearing push up bras and instead of sweaters, you were wearing crop tops. As it started to get hot out the skirts you wore barely covered your bum and those shorts you constantly wore your ars would always be out.
It's not like the whole student high hadn't seen it anyways, you posed in underwear. Youwere constantly posing in thongs and I'd be lying if I wasn't jacking off to your body at least once a week.
I couldn't say you were the only one changing, I was too. I had a new girl every month. I even fooled around with Drew, she wanted to lose it and I was more than happy to oblige.
It was supposed to be a secret and I'm not here to leave anything out or lie to you, Grace. Drew never wanted to tell you, she just didn't want to hurt you. She knew how much you despised me but Drew didn't want to lose it to an inexperienced ugly dude.
You dressed like a slut even though everyone knew you were a virgin, you were modeling with this French dude. I got pretty pissed off since he was more attractive than me, he was older and buffer and the thing that really got me heated was him touching your unclothed skin.
I understand it was part of your job but so many times I wish I could of went up to you and say god damn it just quit already. You would have never done it though, you kept on growing popular but you never changed the way you acted.
I mean you kinda did have a resting bitch face and your hips when walking had this kind of attitude to it. Though when a person with special needs would say hi to you, you gladly started a conversation up with them . You had such a great heart grace. You really did. I'm sorry I ruined it, I never meant to.
