"PAIGE WAKE UP YOU SLUT"
Michael. The thing about Michael was that he could say something so insulting, but make it sound like a compliment. It was one of his many talents.
I smiled sleepily and shoved my face into my pillow.
"Michael shut up and get out of my house." My voice came out muffled and quiet, but I was sure he could still hear me. He laughed and ran a hand through is fluffy purple hair.
"Sweet cheeks, if I didn't come to wake you up, who would have?" I sighed loudly. He was right. I really needed to get an alarm clock. I sat up and rubbed my eyes before making my way into the bathroom, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I guess you could say I was like every teenage girl. Insecure and moody. But at the same time, I was different than other girls. For one, my only friends were Michael and Calum. Which, may I remind you, are both boys. My boyfriend wasn't different, though. He was one of those star athletes, who really only cared for himself. But that was okay. Because he was there for me when I needed him and he treated me well.
I brushed my hair and stepped into my room once more, where I saw Michael reading some book on my desk, lost in concentration.
"Mikey I'm changing. So don't look." I let out a giggle. As I saw his cheeks grow a dark shade of red.
"Oh, uh, sorry. I'll just leave the room." He stammered out, leaving me to my amused self. I looked into my closet and found my red flannel shirt that I wore at lease twice a week. I threw it on with my usual black skinny jeans and quickly braided my dirty blonde hair off to the side. I sat down at my mirror and applied the slightest bit of makeup to enhance my pale green eyes. I didn't really care about what other people thought anymore, considering I'm practically invisible. So I didn't wear much makeup at all. I glanced at the clock which said 7:10. Just in time. I walked downstairs with my school bag on my back, notifying Michael that I was ready.
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"Hey babe" he said, as his hands found my waist. I shut my locker and turned to face him.
"Justin, you scared the living shit out of me." He laughed as he dragged his hands down my back.
"You look hot in those jeans by the way." He said. My breathing hitched as I glared up at him.
"Get off of my ass Justin. You know I hate that. He frowned.
"Paige we've been together for three months and you still won't even let me touch you. It's annoying as fuck." I raised my eyebrows.
"We are not going to have this conversation again. Especially not now. I gotta get to class." He looked almost mad. But I didn't understand why. He knew how I felt about this situation. And he said that he's okay with it. But maybe I was wrong. Giving him a quick peck on the lips, I rushed to my classroom. As I was about to step into my science class, he yelled something I regretted hearing
"WE ALL KNOW THAT'S NOT TRUE, PAIGE. WE ALL KNOW YOU'RE A SLUT. STOP PRETENDING LIKE YOU'RE NOT."
A/N
Hey guys!!! So this is my first fanfic and I'm really excited bc I've got it all planned out. So comment if you have an idea for the story, I don't really care how many of you read this, I'm just writing it for the enjoyment of it lolol. So I'll try to update weekly but with school and stuff it might be hard. But I'll try my best! So thanks for reading and ilygsm
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