Chapter eleven

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So today was the day that I was going to tell Graham about my night with Jake. Since my little "date" with Jake I have been ignoring him the best as I could but every day that I get back from my classes there have been presents. For example: on Monday there was a edible fruit arrangement, Tuesday there were roses, Wednesday there were chocolates, and today there was Starbucks gift card. I can't take it anymore. The guilt. I can't take it anymore so I'm going to tell Graham today. But the thing is.... I think Jake is... great. He is more mysterious then Graham is. But Graham really has a passion for me. For us. You know what I mean? Well if you don't then leave. Stop reading. You don't have a heart. (JUST KIDDING DONT LISTEN TO THAT, DONT FORGET TO READ ALLCHAPTERS AND VOTE FOR THEM ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤). So I walked into class and begin towards Graham... I was super nervous but I just had to be honest with him. So I told him everything, EVERYTHING. He didn't speak for a while yet finally said

Graham: so your already done with me huh...

Me: no no no not at all I made a mistake

Graham: this was a little more than a "mistake" this is unbelievable

Then I lost it I just exploded

Me: WELL YOU KNOW WHAT IS UNBELIEVABLE! WHATS UNBELIEVABLE IS HIW YOU LEFT ME ALONE ON MY BIRTHDAY! SO I WENT WITH A NEW FRIEND AND GOT CARRIED AWAY!!! I SIDNT KNOW THAT HE WANTED THAT AND GUESS WHAT I STOPED HIM FROM GOING ANY FARTHER SO ACTUALLY YOUR THE UNBELIEVABLE ONE IN THIS CASE!

And I walked away to my seat. Yet I forgot that I sit next to Graham in this class. Darn.

After class I called Jake to tell him it's over and that I will never go to him dorm or see him ever again and I did as I said, he sounded disappointed but oh well. He shouldn't have put his hands on me. Even though I sorta let him.
I'm am done with everyone but the ones that I can trust. And you know who that is. I can trust one person for sure. Graham. And even though I just yelled at him. It was sorta his fault. I mean come on the boy forgot me on my birthday.

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