The Fuckgirls' Secret

Page|16: Bye, Jake.

"I will wait after three months."

What does that even mean? He was willing to wait just to date me? Does he think I would be worth it? Of course not, I'm just a loser-nerd-turned-to-someone-else and he would get tired waiting and he will choose to chase other girl—or girls. Because he's so attractive like Jake kind of attractive, or much attractive than Jake.

And the way he kissed me, it felt different with him than Jake's. He tastes peppermint, while Jake's like marshmallows. God why am I even comparing them? I should just forget about them and focused on school, and our lit class, we had a test and shit I forgot that I have to review. Shit.

I sat crossed legs on our living room floor with my books scattered on the ground. I was trying to focus on studying. Damn, I can't concentrate on the god-damn thing. I tried calling Kate and Millie, but my calls went straight to the voicemail. Where could they've been?

I needed them, so we can study just like what we did everytime. I was panicking, so I went to the kitchen, grabbed a bottled water from the refrigerator, and I drank half of it in one gulp. I, somehow calmed myself, and went back to reading, memorizing each line, when the doorbell rang.

"Who's that?" I shouted. When I was once focused, that's when someone's bound to disturb. This was ridiculously annoying. Today's all full of shit. I stomped my feet as I walk towards the door to open it.

I peek through the small gap between the door to see who it was.

"Hey!" I said cheerfully, even though I felt myself force a smile. Sorry, I must look completely ridiculous.
He smiled at me amd shoved his hands in his pockets, his eyes twinkles, I don't know how to explain how that happened, it's not like his eyes were made of glitters or something glimmering, but still it twinkles. I shivered at the thought of him shoving himself on that other girl's throat.

Ew.

"Hey, I haven't seen you on Brandon's party." Oh. Really? Because as far as I'm concerned, you were busy with someone.

"Yeah, right. But I was there. I saw you." I crossed my arms, and held my head high. I'm not backing down, I felt humiliated, really.

"Yeah? But if you saw me, you should've called me. So..we could have...you know...about the deal."

"Well, you were busy with someone, so I never had the chance to disturb you." His eyes fell to the floor. Yeah, right. Feel that, huh?

"Sorry, that was Mia." Then he looked at me, but still he looked confused or maybe guilty.

"Yeah, right. Mia, huh? You were just shoving on each other's tongue, meaning...you humiliated me. You know how much that pissed me off?"

"Sorry."

"Was all you had to say."

"Okay, maybe I messed up, but..I'm just a guy, I got teased, okay? We aren't a real couple, and I'm not perfect." He put both his hands up.

"Nobody said you're perfect, you never had to be. We aren't a couple either. We just made a deal, but what hurts the most, is that you didn't keep your promise, and lied to me." And I slammed the door on his face.

Bye Jake.

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"God, I never thought you would do that!" Kate exclaimed while munching on her popcorn.

"I'm so sad, Jake's like a great catch-" Courtney said, then we all looked at her eyes popping out. "What? I'm not done talking, guys. As I was saying, he's a catch, but not really, you know just for pretense. He's bad news, I mean, super bad..worse than Tyler, just not that publicized." Courtney said then drank her remaining coke in a glass.

Millie stood from her seat on the couch beside me. "I'm just going to pee." She said meekly.

"Ew!" Courtney shouted as she threw the fluffy, white pillow on her lap, that crashed on Mil's back and landed on the floor. Millie chuckled a little.

"As if you never pee, Court!" Kate and I laughed. Millie was out of sight, probably, doing her business.

"Shut up!" And Court was back on munching popcorn again, as we watch "13 Reasons Why" on Netflix.

"We should do each other's nails after this, huh?" Courtney said, why would she want to do that? Doesn't she have a manicurist to do her nails. And I never got my nails polished. I like them clear, unpainted, because I bite kn it a lot, whenever I'm so stressed out, like now.

After we watched, we went upstairs, on her bedroom. Yes. We were at Courtney's mansion, or palace, whatever you call it. We were having a slumber party. Yey! (Sarcasm). Because we're going to talk about our plan, or plans.

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"Guys, what am I gonna do? Everyone at school will think, Jake dumped me because of a much better, hotter, kinky girl at school." I said as I stared at ceiling. Because of Courtney's huge-king-sized bed, we fitted on it with a wide space left.

"Jake's a complete, fucking, asshole. And if I were you, I would make him jealous. As in super jealous, that he would regret, be depressed, and kill himself to death." Courtney said, motioning her hands like doing karate. I chuckled.

"But Court, they're not a real couple, you know? He won't get jealous." Kate added.

"Yes, and he won't even give a flying-fuck about it." Millie said making us look at her, mouths open. "What? Did I say something bad?" She asked.

We all nodded.

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