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Skyler's pov

I left the bedroom to go downstairs when I heard yelling so I proceeded down. I got down there to see Percilla and Luke arguing. They both looked at me as I went over to the fridge, I found pizza so I took it out and sat on the counter getting on my phone.

"Don't mind me, I got hungry." I said when they didn't continue to argue.

When they still didn't proceed to argue I looked at them to see them still looking at me.

"This is your fault." Percilla said while glaring at me.

"I'm sorry I was born, I didn't choose to be born y'know." I said slightly rolling my eyes.

"He always picks you!" She slightly yelled pointing at Luke. She isn't wrong.

"That's his choice, he's a big boy." I said with my mouth slightly full.

"It's your fault!" She yelled.

"It's not my fault! None of this is my fault! Stop blaming me for everything you don't like!" I slightly yelled.

"You're the one that was a stripper!" Keyword - was.

"If you forgot my parents don't love me and they didn't take care of me! I needed money!" By now Percilla and I were yelling at each other. I just wanted to eat my pizza, that's all. But no! She has to yell at me. Why can't she just ignore me? That sounds so simple.

"So thank you for telling the whole school I was a stripper. I love being called a whore and getting told to kill myself, it really means a lot." Her face fell so I looked at Luke who looked pissed. I went upstairs and packed a backpack full of some of my stuff. When I was done I got ready to leave then went downstairs. Luke and Percilla need to talk without me here.

"Where are you going?" Luke asked quickly as I made a beeline for the door.

"To my friends house."

"No you're not." He said following me to the door.

"Yes I am! Stop treating me like a baby, I can take care of myself." I said opening the door.

"That's why I treat you like one." I shook my head and went over to my car getting in and going to Jeremy's house. I'm surprised I haven't got caught driving yet, it's illegal for me to drive if you didn't know since I only have my permit.

Once I got to Jeremy's house I went up to the door and knocked on it, a blonde girl opened the door. Great.

"No whores allowed." She smirked and tried slamming the door, but I pushed it open going in.

I went in the living room to see Jeremy playing FIFA, he looked at me and paused the game.

"Stop knocking on the door. What do you want for breakfast?" He asked.

"Pancakes." He smiled and got up. That's also the only thing he knows how to make.

"Go put your stuff in the bedroom and come back down." I obliged and went upstairs to the guest room, I'd always sleep in here when I'd come over. Jeremy and I haven't been that close because Percilla kept hogging me and all that. I went back downstairs to see the blonde bimbo wrapped around Jeremy.

"If you call her a whore or anything like that you're out." He said.

"She was a stripper, Jeremy." Why can't they get over it? It's a job.

"You don't even know why." I went into the kitchen and they looked at me so I sat at the table.

While Jeremey was making the pancake batter he kept pushing the girl off of him.

"What happened?" He asked as he glanced at me.

"Percilla kept telling me it's my fault. It's not, he's a big boy he can choose or whatever, whoever he wants. I didn't want to be a stripper, but they pay so well!" I explained. Jeremy knew Luke always picked me considering Percilla would complain about it when Jeremy and I would hangout. Percilla thought Jeremy and I liked each other as well, gross.

"Why aren't you working there anymore?" Jeremy asked.

"The owner almost got killed. There was fight and he tried stopping it. That job sucks." I said pulling up my legs and hugging them.

"Why were you stripper?" The blonde bimbo asked slightly smirking.

"Because my parents don't love me, they barely payed the bills so I had to, I had to buy everything so I got a job while they fucked around. They still do, but I don't live there anymore." Her smirk fell and she looked down.

I looked back over at Jeremy and he handed me a plate of pancakes. I took it happily and ate them. The rest of the day I learned the girls name, it was Harper, we also watched some movies and got to know each other. She's not as bad as I thought, she actually doesn't like being popular.

"I think you should answer that." Jeremy said as my phone kept ringing to Luke for the past two minutes.

I went in another room and answered my phone.

L - Come home, please.

S - You need to talk to Percilla.

L - We did, she's moving out. It was her idea, she even said she was gonna stop everything.

S - She's your daughter, Luke.

L - And you're more important.

I hung up and went back in the living room. Jeremy pulled me down onto the couch and made me look at him.

"He said I'm more important than Cill." His eyes went wide.

"I don't want you with him, I don't want you talking to him." Jeremy's never did like that Luke picked me over Percilla, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"I'm in love with him!" I yelled.

Holy shit, I said that out loud.

More like yelled, Moron.

I'm in love with Luke.

I looked back at Jeremy and started crying. This is either really bad or really bad.

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