i haven't updated this book in ages, my b my b
BUT A UPDATE FOR MY FINNY BEAR
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABYYY
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your pov
i was heading to lunch, with what emily said stuck in my brain.
"that's social suicide."
who the heck does she think she is?
she can't tell me what to do.
no one can.
i walked into the lunchroom, with my small lunch in hand.
(do you say cafeteria or lunchroom?)
i looked around for jasmine, and i saw her frantically waving at me from across the room.
i laughed slightly at her antics, and began to make my way over there when someone stopped me.
brayden.
"hey, babe. so, you, me, tonight, my house, 10 pm?"
i rolled me eyes and shoved pass him.
i almost got to jasmine's table when brayden grabbed my shoulder and turned me to face him.
he looked mad.
"i'm not going to take no for an answer, y/n." he stated sternly.
"well, you are. sorry, brayden." i spat.
i looked at him disgustingly as he continued to check me out, even though i already told him no.
i turned back around just to be slapped in the ass again.
i yelped a little and ran to jasmine.
"oh my f-ing g. brayden is totally into you!" jasmine squealed.
i looked at her with wide eyes.
"did you not see what he just did to me? he touched me, he touched my body!" i whisper-yelled.
jasmine rolled her eyes at me.
"boys will be boys, y/n."
"he expected to have sex with me!" i continued.
"...you haven't had sex yet?" jasmine questioned.
"no! i'm in 9th grade! what? you have?" i asked.
"oh, would you look at that!" jasmine said, looking at her watch. "i have to go... to the bathroom! for the rest of lunch!"
"wait, jaz! you didn't answer my question!" i yelled at her while she was running to get the bathroom pass.
"oh well! talk to you later! ta-ta!" jasmine said.
i shook my head, frowning slightly.
since jasmine left, i didn't really want to talk to anyone else at this table, even though they were all desperately trying to talk to me.
especially madyson.
y'know what?
i'm going to piss her off.
i stand up from my seat at our table, causing almost everyone to look at me.
i pack my lunch back into my lunchbox, and i walk towards the 'losers' table.
"may i sit?" i asked them.
i guess they didn't think i was talking to them, cause they looked behind them as if i was talking to someone else.
"o-oh, yeah, s-sure y/n." bill said.
i smiled at him thankfully and sat down next to beverly.
i stuck my hand out towards her and introduced myself.
