The Fuckgirls' Secret

Page|4: I'm so-hik-lu-hik-cky to-hik-have-hik-you-hik-guys..

"Really? They told you that?" Millie asked in a soft tone.

"Yes. And I regret that they were my friends." she sobbed again, Kate and Millie comforts her.

"Oh, Courtney..." Millie said as she rubbed her back.

She told us about her friends, who betrayed her. Her boyfriend cheated with one of her friends, which sucks the most. And they started a rumor about Courtney, that she was lame in bed, and so on, and so on.

That's why no one ever wanted to sit down with her. Her popular friends betrayed and stabbed her back, while her boyfriend cheated on her.

"I'm so-hik-lu-hik-cky to-hik-have-hik-you-hik-guys.." she said between hiccups and sobs. I had a bad feeling about this. I crossed my arms over my chest, and I roll my eyes at the scene in front of me.

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The class went on fast. I just ignore the weird guy who asked me about a pen. The pervert guy. He thinks he's that cute. Threw a crumpled paper on my head. He's done that a couple of times, distracting me from the teacher in front.

What the fuck does he want? Was he trying to piss me off?

Cause if he was? It's working, and I'm so pissed!

"Psst.." and another paper, landed on my feet. I looked behind to see the most beautiful guy I ever saw smile when he saw me turn my head at him.

"What do you want?" I mouthed him. Shooting glances between him and the teacher in front. Be careful not to make a scene. He turned to the other guys, which gave him a high-five. What are they, five? He smiled at me and winked.

My heart beats erratically just witnessing what he did.

A sudden cough put me out of my thoughts about him. I turn my head back at the teacher, to see him looking at me, arms crossed.

"I see, you two, were busy with something." Oh, shit.

He stepped closer to me and stopped at the crumpled papers on the floor. He picked them up and opened them one by one.

"I see." the old teacher said as he kept reading. He looked at the stupid guy, then at me, then at the paper. I don't know what's written in there. Not, until the teacher started reading it aloud, for the whole class to hear.

"Can we go out on a date?"

"You're really beautiful."

"Your eyes are like the sky."

What the actual fuck? My stomach was tied into knots, at what I heard.

Did he really, write those?

Ew.

I turn to look back at him and he grinned. I'm so angry at him. I want to crash his beautiful head into a pulp and drink it.

"Ah, sir. I think you missed this one!" He ran to the teacher and gave him another paper. Throwing me a glance. Did he do that? Didn't he know that it will lead us to the place I avoided my whole life? And the people here are focused on me. I can't stand this!

I clenched my fists until it turns white.

The teacher read the paper again. "I am  Romeo—" the teacher was cut off by the voice behind. I turn my head and look back to see him staring at me.

"Can you be my Juliet?" He points his pen at me.

"Juliet--killed--herself so--I don't want--to be--her." I usually never do this, but I stood up and ran to him as I said those words. I strangled him until he was on the ground. I'm on top of him, and using all the force I could muster, I tried to punch him everywhere.

"O-f-fuck!" I hit his chest. Ouch! That was hard! What's it made of? Stones? I hit his stomach and he flinched, oh yes! I hit it again, again, and again.

And we're inside the detention.

Which means.

Fuck.

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