*lunch*
I sat at lunch with Dylan. We were eating chili with crackers. She looked at me. She looked at my outfits I was wearing some old long sleeve shirt with ripped jeans.
Dylan: you need a makeover dude! I looked down at my outfit.
Y/n: I like what I wear. But if you insist. I shrugged.
Dylan: yay I can't wait to glam you. So on Friday, we'll go to the mall, hair salon, nail salon, and shoe store cause girl- she looked at my old shoes that were converse. I blushed. My mom had money but was saving it for college and I agreed, if I get a job I could by myself thing but I didn't have a job.
Dylan: omg he's coming over ... umm- she turned to me. I can't fix you. I laugh. We looked up and saw Ethan standing in front of us. Dylan smiled.
Dylan: hell Ethan. Why are you here? He looked at Dylan then at me.
Ethan: oh um - I was wondering if you were still going to the party. He looked at her but his eyes moved to me. I couldn't breathe. It's like the world stopped.
Dylan: hell yeah. Probably will hook up with someone. She winked at him.
Ethan: sorry Dylan I'm not interested ... I like someone else. I looked at my hands. He walked away.
Dylan: hey that anyone could mean anyone ... even you. I shrugged. Do I like Ethan? Does Ethan like me? I wasn't sure.
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Bullied by the Dolan Twins *part 1*
Teen FictionThis is the beginning of the bulling and it isn't the end