There's a fine line between love and hate. Will you cross it with your high school bully?
This is a tester story! I will only upload randomly! It will not interfere with my story schedule, however it may replace my Chris' Sister story when I finish...
Hey! This is my 3rd chapter today! I'm feeling productive.
WOOT!
The song above is about being suicidal so I thought we could give a little insight into that side of the character. So yeah.
Enjoy!
(y/n)'s POV
I had just finished the last problem in my math homework when a knock sounded at my door. I padded downstairs in fuzzy socks and pajamas and peered through the door. I could see Phil standing there impatiently. I opened the door and Phil gave me this terrifying look.
"What was that?!" Phil asked, barging in. I closed the door and looked at him strangely. "You and Dan were sharing some sort of moment on stage and don't you deny it!" Phil said, angrily. I glanced at the clock reading 5:48 pm.
"Um, that was almost 3 hours ago Phil." I said.
"SO?!"
"Why are you asking me now?"
"Because I had a doctor's appointment!"
"Okay, so calm down then."
"NO! You are always complaining about him and I can see the toll he takes on you! So snap out of it!" Phil said.
"Uh, Phil. I don't like him. You know that. And I don't know whether I should take your misunderstanding as a compliment or not. It's just good acting." I said, leaning up against the counter.
"Oh, okay then. Sorry." Phil said sheepishly.
"You're very rash with your decisions aren't you?" I asked and he nodded. I just laughed and he followed me into the lounge.
"What do you want to do now that you are here?" I asked, plopping down in the couch.
"Whatever, doesn't matter" He said and I turned on the TV. My phone buzzed with a message from none other than the ass hat himself.
Party at mine. Bring Phil and wear something sexy.
I scoffed and threw my phone across to the other side of the couch. Like I could be sexy. Phil picked it up and read over it.
"Well, are we going?" Phil asked and I looked at him in disbelief.
"Do you want to?!" I asked.
"Well, I just thought you know you could make him eat his words or something." Phil said. I looked at him skeptically. I wouldn't be able to make anyone jealous. Not ever a chair. I'm not good enough for that.
"I will really never understand you child. But fine." I replied, knowing Phil would convince me somehow.
"Okay, so we need to get you ready." Phil said, pulling me to my room.
"My lord is this some TLC show where you remodel a house? Am I the house?!" I asked and Phil just rolled his eyes at me. Phil went through my closet to find me an outfit. He pulled out a dress I had no idea I owned and tossed it at me.
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