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Twelve

Sam-

I know she did not just fucking do that. That little slut. I specifically told her she's mine and no one else's and now she's screwing my best friend.

Yeah I may be her fucking teacher but that doesn't mean I can't like her. I don't know about love. I don't fall for hoes. But I don't like what's mine being put on blast for my whole friend group. Who's next? Nate? Johnson?

"Yo Wilk! You good bro" I hear Johnson scream. Pulling me out of my thoughts. I hadn't even realized I literally looked like a bitch almost in tears. God I'm so stupid. I don't love her. I can't. It's was too soon

"Yeah Man" I yell back "I'm just high man"

Yeah that's what it is. I'm just really high right now. I was working on my third blunt and it looks like it's time for another. That bitch better not say shit to me.

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Mal-

After me and Gilinsky ventured up the never ending staircase things got pretty heated. We ended up not screwing. We just returned the favors towards each other. We both felt it was way too soon for something like that.

I really hope Sam isn't mad. Well, I know he's mad but he'll get over it sometime.

Me and Jack walk back down the stairs to seem Sam on the couch with some chick all over him and his heads leaned back. Kinda like it was with me earlier.

I don't know why but something in my heart kind of stung. It made me jealous to see him with another woman. She was prettier than me,fitter than me, and dressed way more sluttier than me. I had no chance in winning with this one. I was wearing an oversized tee and shorts with Nike socks and converse.

She on the other hand had on a skimpy dress and some heels. I felt so inferior to her. Like I was ugly. Which I was. But somehow Mr. Wilk is slowly changing the way I view myself. He makes me feel beautiful and I think I just screwed his feelings. Awe I feel really bad now.

I make eye contact with Sammy and I can visually see him moan. He smirks and grabs the girl. Pretty odd to think he's my teacher. It sure doesn't faze him.

I just re-join Jack at the table full of stoners and light my blunt. Pretty soon after I get bored and walk to the kitchen. Guy talk isn't for me.

I being pouring a mixture of what looks good together to hopefully get fucked. I don't want to remember this night.

"You shouldn't mix light and dark princess" I hear someone peep from behind me. It's sam. I know it is. But I can't be mean to him. I did this myself.

I turn to face him. Tears forming in my eyes. Wow I'm an emotional drunk.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wilk" I say looking down

"For?" He sasses. You deserve it Mallory don't pop off.

"For. Well i don't know. I guess doing stuff with Gilinsky" I wipe my eyes

"We're not dating Mal" he slurs. I can tell he's drunk.

"You can fuck every one of my best friends for all I care. I just thought you were different" he spits. Crossing his arms and leaning on the door frame

"Sammy" I walk up to him. It feels foreign to call him that. I like it.

"What" he slurs again

"Please. Jack and I didn't fuck. I swear. You have to believe me. You can ask him" I put my arms around his neck "we're friends. He's respectful and knew we just met tonight"

"really" he says. His eyes tearing up. Oh gosh he's an emotional drunk as well. This can't go well

"Yes Mr. Wilk"

Just then a body comes through the door locking eyes with me

"Wait, what did you just call him"

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Who do you think that was and do you think they'll keep the little secret

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