The whispers about me on Monday morning after my weekend activities have never bothered me before. I've held my head up high and embraced whatever people said.
Too bad this time they all have a reason to whisper and a reason to call me a slut.
I can feel everyone's eyes on me as I open my locker. I'm not surprised that I'm the subject of gossip every Monday morning. It's not like the boys try to keep it a secret of how they got me in bed, but for the first time in a long time, I feel guilty.
No one is making up stories, or exaggerating the truth. For the first time everyone is telling the truth, and it hurts. Because I did the one thing I never wanted to do.
I slept with the golden girl's boyfriend.
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Breaking Stereotypes
Teen FictionAubrey Fox has never been a good girl. She likes breaking rules almost as much as she likes boys. She takes pride in her decisions and refuses to acknowledge anyone who looks down on her. Well, that is until she makes the biggest mistake anyone can...
