It was only the fifth time that she was hearing people talk shit about her today.
Benjamin even had the nerve to come to her lunch table to explain himself.
He said that what the other people were saying wasn't true.
I know that.
My friends, the real ones that were sitting by me at lunch knitted their brows together in confusion.
"So it isn't really true then? You guys are just friends, right?"
"It kind of looks like she's got the hots for him though."
"I don't think that's the case, Remmi Those assholes over there are just spreading bullshit like the usual."
I gave my new best friend Remmi a grim look and she shrugged.
I would have expected her to be an acquaintance of Stacey's as well, which made me sick to my stomach.
Remmi better not be like those people too.
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
ContoMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
