Lies

Chapter Thirteen

I placed the next one in noticing I only have a few left. I let out the breathe that I didn't realize that I was holding and pressed play.

"There are many different people in this world. That's what makes us all unique and special. Our differences set us apart in a good way and sometimes a bad way. This is because people can't except those differences because it doesn't fit into the success criteria society has made that states what's normal and what's okay. It's just a bunch of bullshit but people don't even realize that they're are doing it half the time, well maybe or maybe not. My differences call people to not walk with me in the halls and for people to just not care about me in any way shape or form what so ever. Basically it's because I'm kind of awkward and don't like to talk to people and yeah. I have an opinion on everything well that's a lie but I do have one of those or I used to have one of those. There is one particular guy at school that is different. I actually sort of admired him because he didn't care if he was different. He embraced it as it was who he was. It was like a big fuck you and I just loved it. One day he came over to me at lunch and we started talking about this sort of thing. His difference was that he was gay. I'm not gay and my difference might not have the same judgments placed towards it but we bonded quickly. Our differences and similarities were a perfect match to a perfect friendship, or so I thought Bret. You always liked go do makeup. You had an artistic ability and make up helped you embrace it. I was like your  Guinea pig and you used to practice your make up on me. Since I had a lot you didn't have to buy any. I barely wear any makeup so I didn't even mind. Until sometimes I couldn't find some of it. Each time you came over I wouldn't be able to find something. First it was a beauty  blender. Then it was a lipstick and so on. I realized you were taking them from me. I thought it was a joke until you stopped talking to me in the hallways and stopped eating with me at lunch and just stopped having any contact with me at all. And all of my makeup was gone. Thanks you dick. I used to say that I loved all gay people. Not anymore you asshole."

Shit.
Well shit.
Damn.
Fuck.
He stole her makeup ? What the fuck? That's really fucking retarded but okay. It was 1:00pm so I went downstairs to eat lunch. I decided on grilled cheese and strawberries. Right when I was about to sit down and eat the door bell rang. I groaned and went to go open the door. I looked through the little hole in the door to see who it was. It was Jason so I quickly opened the door and jumped into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

"Jaaassssooooonnn!!!" I squealed as he spun me around.

"Saraaaaaaaaa!!!" He said mocking me.

I stuck my tongue out at him before pecking his lips and I made my way back to my lunch which he rudely interrupted. I kid I kid psh. I sat on the counter while I ate my strawberries.

"You want some ?" I asked Jason as he made his way in between my legs.

He just grabbed my sandwich and took a big ass bite.

"Jase what the fuck?! Fuck you i can't believe you did that I just made it !"
I crossed my arms in front of my chest and pouted.

"Anytime baby girl." He smirked and walked to the fridge to get something to drink.

I hopped off of the counter and went behind Jason and wrapped my arms around him putting my chin on his shoulder, well tried to since he's like way taller than me.

"Wanna go watch some Netflix since you ruined my lunch." I said as my moved my head to the side to look at him.

"Netflix and chill ?" He said while wiggling his eyebrows.

I giggled and felt myself being picked up as he threw me over his shoulder and carried me up the stairs to my bedroom and well you already know what happens next.