Chapter 4

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*A/N*

History of Roxanne and Coby.

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Chapter Four

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Coby.

"Hey, Roxanne," He leans against my locker casually, his playful smirk unbelievably handsome on his features.

I feel a blush creep up my neck. Last night was amazing.

We kissed and talked and laughed and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Coby drove me to school and I felt so giddy because of the stares we were getting.

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I was walking towards the bathroom when I heard a voice in the guys' bathroom.

Coby.

"Haha, yeah, dude. Man, Roxanne is so naive. Like, she doesn't even realize that her mom is turning into a fucking tomato whenever she talks about me."

I hear the other voice clearly. He must be talking on speaker.

"Damn, man. Like, seriously? She should pick up the hints. She's too much of a lovesick puppy."

"I know, right? Like, I can't believe her mom wouldn't tell her that she got laid by the love of her life."

"Well, you aren't gonna be the love of her life once she finds out, dickhead."

"So? Ha, like I care."

That was all I could take.

I slammed open the boys' bathroom door, fuming with rage.

"That's how low you'll go to fuck my mom?" I asked, voice shaking. "To get good with me first?"

"Roxanne, that was just a joke," Coby doesn't even seem to register that I'm in the boys' bathroom. His eyes look pleading but his voice screams lies, lies, and more lies.

"Ha," I give a cold, short laugh. It sounds too bitter. "A joke? Is that all you can come up with?"

He hangs up on the person on the other line, "Roxanne, wait, I can ex-"

"No!" I scream. "You can't explain! You thought is be an easy lay, just like my mother, didn't you? You little asshole!"

My eyes blurry with angry tears, I don't feel anything as my counselor appears and leads me to his office.

I think that I fainted on the way there.

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*A/N*

Ok, so that was pretty easy to write, but I was in Home Depot as I wrote it.

Next chapter will be about the history of the town.

Keep reading, Rikkies!

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