Silly Little Girl

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Theo.
I'm dating a dude named Theo.
Who the fuck names their kid Theo.
I don't like him.
He's so fucking boring.

"Hey Paige what's up", he says.
"You", I reluctantly replied.
"No, you are wassup baby girl", he leans in closer.
I wanted to get the fuck away from him. He smelled like eggs, but, like gross ones.
"Yah..", said me.
He comes in closer, letting me smell his morning oatmeal and shitty cologne.
"You hella fine babe".
"No", I coughed. "No, you", my voiced remained sarcastic. He really couldn't take a hint.
"When are you free?", his tongue went on a boring expedition to my neck.
"Uh.. Wednesday?"
He chuckled. Not a cute chuckle but a cringy ass buckle.
"Yah, yah, Wednesday works for me also." He leaned, WAY too close for comfort. " My house after school"
I cleared my throat. "Uh, yah."
We sat, well, I sat, he was inching closer and closer until the 1st-period bell interrupted him.
We said our contrasting byes and walked to class.

Nothing really happened that day. The only reason I'm mentioning it at all is because I made a friend in 4th-period art. Her name is Lisa. We are in a project group for some artsy poster shit that's irrelevant to the point. She smelled like coffee and has a faint smell of weed. Black hair, I think dyed. She is very strange, though, but not in a bad way by any means. Somehow we got in a conversation about prostitution. It was strange but fun.

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It's Wednesday already. You might be wondering why I didn't break up with my ever so charming piece of shit boyfriend yet. If you are wondering, that makes two of us. I never wanted school to last forever, more than I did now.

"Hey sexy fox", It was none other than Theo. I muffled a cringe.
"Hey sexy cow", I replied. Of course, he didn't pay attention, I had him at sexy, and he couldn't hear shit past his blistering boner.
"Guess what day it is", he asked, sliding his arm unfittingly on my neck.
"Well, shit man, uh Monday?", this fucker had to be Canadian because he obviously didn't know sarcasm.
"No silly, Wednesday", he laughed, looking down at his female inferior. "This, this, this is why you need a strong hot male to lead you through life. It's okay little sheepie", he kissed me on my cheek. "Were taking my truck."
We walked in silence to his truck. It was gray I guess. He opened the door for me and I slid in shot gun. He stared at me for a bit until we drove out of the school perimeters to his house.
"How was your day today", he asked.
"Fine, and you?"
"My day was very sexual"
What the fuck does that mean?! What the actual, factual, motherfucking fuck?! I stifled a very, unsexual laugh.
"Oh?", asks me, curious.
He turns to me, smiling, his words mingling with his stinky ass breath,
"All my days are sexual when you are with me".
Wow okay.
"That's sweet"
He smiled.