I managed to get through a week without having a breakdown. Improvement.
I got my shit together and I'm ready to take the exam.
Day one, History.
I can easily ase that shit. I love history.
Lunch time I was sitting with my friends, and we just talk about everything.
It's been so long that I had forgotten how much fun hanging around them. It's been so long since I forgotten how it feels like being around them.
"So, how's your boyfriend?", one of them ask.
"I don't have a one."
"You sure? Last time you said that you were all over Mr. CENSORED."
"Shut the fuck up, it was like what? 10 centuries ago. Tell me something new."
She smirks, "Well here's something new, I heard he fucked another student during his after school session."
Fuck.
Okay, take a deep breath. She's just testing you. Pressing your button in front of everyone to prove I'm still Mr. CENSORED 's bitch.
Calm down.
Calm the fuck down.
I rolled my eyes, "And I should be concerned about that because?"
"I don't know. Just thought you should know."
I looked at her in the eye and said it with a deadpan face, "He could die tomorrow and I probably won't even care. He's nothing but an irrelevant fuck that only exist to make your life miserable."
The whole table fall into silence.
"Chill... I was kidding."
"I was being sarcastic." I flipped d my hair and chuckled.
Was I?
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