||C H A P T E R 1|| Welcome to The Hotline
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"Ew, she's here."
"Ugh, she's such a slut."
"I heard she just broke up with her recent boyfriend."
"Didn't that only go for a week?"
"Poor guy, probably found out how used up she is."
Walking through the corridors like this everyday is part of my daily routine. All the snickers, sneers, and hooting from probably the entire school were echoing through the hallways.
As always, the left side of the hallway consisted of guys with too much testosterone, and the right side lined with caked face girls with a lot of killing intent. Just an ordinary day where both sexes of the school judge me in every possible way they could.
I never really gave a damn about any of the hating but what can you do. I am the eye candy or the so called slut of Hilton High. Well, there's no use denying it anyways, it's all true.
I've gone out with probably a quarter of the school's boy population since I've arrived here at Hilton, that was two months ago. Which is the main reason why every living girl on this planet sees me as a threat to their so called "love life".
But not everyone is my enemy, there's still some girls who don't hate my guts. You see all these comments, rumours, and hating is all because of my secret hotline. I, Scarlett Sawyer, created this hotline in order to mend broken girls' hearts. Basically, I break a cheating guy's heart to satisfy a girl's anger.
No girl should every experience their boyfriend to cheat on them, it's terrible. And I should know that more than anyone. I've been cheated on twice, and I've swore to myself to never fall in love again.
So to sum up, that's why I've created this hotline. The rumours about me being a slut.....well like any other superhero, that's simply my costume. I don't actually sleep with the guys though, that's too low, unless it was a request coming from my caller.
Surprise, I am a little bit of a slut. But what'd you expect, some Virgin Mary? Psyche.
No one knows I run The Hotline except the girls who call me but I have them swear to keep it a secret, so I can't exactly befriend any of the girls who don't hate me. Resulting in why I have no friends, it's okay since I don't need them anyways.
Now you all know my story.
Welcome to The Hotline.
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Author's Note:
Boom.
First chapter done.
Hehe, turn the page now.
- Fern
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The Hotline
Dla nastolatkówFor the sake of a broken girl's heart, Scarlett Sawyer created a hotline. A hotline that carries out the duty of revenge. She is seen as what you'd call a slut, bitch, player and whore. But like any other superhero, that's simply her costume...
