INSTA-Daddy

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"I can't believe Cameron's really breaking up with you?!"

"Noone is breaking up with anybody!!!"

"He's breaking up with you to be with Gabby again, right? But isn't she with Tom now?"

"Don't you know how to shut up? I told you, noone is breaking up with anybody. That bitch thinks she's so special. Well, let's see what happens once I'm done with her."

"What are you talking about Jen?"

"I'm gonna make sure she goes bye bye Brentwood. I know that biatch is hiding something. And, I'm gonna find out what it is. In the meantime,  I'll focus on ruining her."

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It still is a shocker for me what happened at the cafeteria yesterday. Tom confirmed the rumor himself. Tom kissed me in front of almost half population of Brentwood..  in front of Jennifer. He did it with a smug face, like it doesn't bother him at all.

I spent the entire day today avoiding the stares, ignoring their gazes. Whenever I happen to tumble across Tom, I immediately scram out of his sight. Even with Cameron, I did everything I could to avoid him.

Avoiding Jen, Paula, and Margie was also on my top goals for the day. The latter was a bit of a challenge since we are in the same student council, her being my superior.

One other thing I can't easily avoid is my locker.

For the second time as well, I found another gift inside my locker. The first one, I got birdpoop wrapped in plastic (so gross by the way); this time, I got a small plastic bag filled with rotten fruits. I scoffed a bit at the nasty odor the inside of my locker has become. There was a note on it too same as last time.

'Rotten as these fruits. Reminds me of you,'

It was complemented by a drawing of the middle finger opened. I crumpled the note, put it inside the bag along with the rotten fruits, searched for the dumpster, and threw it right away.

Who keeps me sending these stuff? As usual, there was no name on the note. Not that I need a name to figure out a possible suspect. Obviously, it was Jennifer. I am wondering how she can leave stuff inside my locker despite the fact that I always keep it super locked before going home.

Then again, she's the evil Queen. Everything is possible. Miracles are possible.... The evil ones of course.

Besides, I don't have any enemies. Much more bashers. My tendency to stay out of arguments and conflicts are always pretty high so I don't see why anybody would do things like this. Jennifer's the only one with a motive. Heck, even without a motive it would still be her. She's evil that way.

Wes and Liz were there to help me in avoiding the people I needed to avoid. They know about the rotten fruits too. Each of them have their says and opinions too.

"Definitely Jennifer," Liz says.

"Oh C'mon. She's not that smart to figure out her locker combination," Wes would oppose.

And that technically settled the argument.

"I know I didn't do it," Liz would follow-up.

"Oh I don't know about that," Wes would trigger; only to get the fun of it I presume. And another argument will  start.

I know none of them did it. They know my locker combination alright, though it doesn't make them the suspects. They often go home ahead of me. And before I get out of school, I always check my locker--- make sure it's locked securely.

I know Tom didn't do it either. He's bad but only to those who pisses him off... Oh... Wait... I'm one of them.

Nah. He's bullying ways are more physical and verbal abuse. I know things like this isn't his style. I've been living with the guy for weeks-- almost months now, so I can definitely say not his style.