Poppy POV
"And why is that dear?" Anne asks me.
"Cause..I don't know. Everyone at school hates me for no reason. I never done anything wrong and all they do is make fun of me because of the way I look. I guess I started believing them. What they say about me." I admit.
It was true. I was ugly. I even thought about suicide, but I know that I have more 1 year until a graduate and I would never see Cody or Katie ever again. They hated me. Especially Katie. Ever since I arrived to the school in 10th grade. She just immediately started hating me. Then a couple months later, it was Cody.
"Why do you believe them?" Alison asks.
I shrug. "They bully me everyday..." I say quietly. "I don't talk at school. I know if I did, things will be a lot worse. I seem to have a bad habit of saying things that should stay in mind. But after I realize back in 10th grade when I got here, to Canada, that I would be bullied again...I-I...I just learned to keep my internal thoughts to myself." I said.
"Where did you come from? I love your accent!" Anne exclaims.
I smile at her. "Australia. I lived there my whole life until last year." I said.
"I also love your accent...but you shouldn't listen to them. Who are the people that bully you?" Alison asks.
"Cody and Katie." I say quietly.
"Katie. She seems jealous. I mean, she IS jealous. And Cody...he sounds like he likes you..." Alison says, popping a Cheeto into her mouth.
"First, Katie is beautiful. I don't see how she could be jealous of ME. She's basically the queen of school. Every guy drools over her beauty while they just look at me in disgust. Second, Cody doesn't NOT like me. Not now, not never. He likes girls like Katie. Beautiful and popular. No guy will ever like me. Especially Cody." I explain.
Alison and Anne both sigh. "Well, stay strong. Don't listen to them and there is always going to be a guy for you. Do you have any ex's?" Anne asks.
I frown at the thought of Jacob.
"She does!" Alison exclaims.
"Tell us about him. Do you still like or even LOVE him?" Anne asks me.
"No, I don't like or love him anymore. We dated for a year, but he had to go to France because his dad found a job or something. I started developing feelings for someone else now. I'm over him though." I tell them.
"Who's the lucky guy you like?" Alison asks, wiggling her eyes brows.
I roll my eyes. "A guy. From um...across my street." I lie. I can't tell them that I like Ryder!
"What's his name?" Anne asks.
"His name...is...Bradley! But his nickname is Brad." I lie.
"Does he go to your school?" Alison asks.
I shake my head. "No. He doesn't.
"When can we meet him?" Alison asks.
I was taken a little aback from her question. "He moved away." I lie, talking quietly with a sad voice.
"That's sad dear. Do you miss him?" Anne asks.
"A little. But I'm slowly getting over him." I lie.
Ugh! Lying is so much work!
There was a silence.
"Are you virgin?" Alison suddenly asks, breaking the silence.
"W-what?" I ask. I was shocked by her question.
"Are you virgin?" Anne asks with a smirk on her face.
"Who wants to know?" I ask.
"Us." Alison says bluntly. "Now, again...are you virgin?"
I sigh, knowing that they won't give up. "No. I'm not." I confess.
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Good Girls Lie
Teen Fiction"Why don't you talk at school?" Ryder asked me. I shrugged. "I do, but quietly." I admit. If I talked at school, I will have a lot of dirt on my back. "You know, you shouldn't listen to Katie. I think you're beautiful." He says, making me blush. "Th...
