College Life

Chapter 8

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"Why did you say that?!" I whisper shout.

"Well, it just popped into my mind, and I said it" Jake answers.

"Just think about it, people think I'm reckless and unstable right now and well, you are a black girl, you have a very clean record, I checked, and with this video you would look like angel"

"If it looks like I'm into you, and we probably have a stable relationship or something, it would really be beneficial" he explains.

I scrunch my face in disgust.

"Fuck you and your image, you are way worse than what people think about you, to think that I even lied for you. You are so full of shit. You are a selfish, inconsiderate, and an arrogant moron. You dragged me into this mess, thinking about only your self" I lash out.

"Did you for once stop to think 'how would she feel about all these?'" I ask referring to myself.

"No, you didn't. All on your mind was only your image" I answer my question.

"Are you done?" He questions in a bored tone.

I give him the stink eye.

"No, I'm not I still have a whole lot but I'm going to give you the opportunity to talk"

He rolls his eyes.

"I don't know why you are shouting, it's going to benefit you also, you will gain popularity, alot of popularity, plus you would be tagged as Jake Acher girlfriend"

"You've got to be kidding right" I ask in disbelief, why would I want to be tagged that.

"Who told you I need more popularity, I don't need anyone liking or hating the decisions I make. I'm OK with my level of popularity at least I don't have fake friends, and what's the other one, Jake Acher girlfriend? Did you sell your brain for peanuts? Why in the world would I want that? Stop for a second and think, what if I have a love interest or even a boyfriend?"

"You know what, I'm just wasting my precious breath talking to you, I know what to do. I'll Simyply pull down the video, aferall it was my account you used"

He just stands holding his phone.

I snatch my phone from his jean pocket, only to see people had retweeted the post.
God!

And since when did I have so much followers, under how many minutes?

"Oh My God!" I start becoming frantic.

It has spread even if I take it down, it's been reposted!

"Jake you have to post that you were joking" I plead.

"I can't do that, check my account"

I huff, opening his account.

And my eyes just fell to the ground. What!

He had snapped a picture of me while I was ranting and posted it, typing first argument and adding love emoji's.

I closed my eyes taking in breaths.
'Calm down Grace, Calm Down. Everything will be alright' I recite to my self.

"So everything I'm saying to you is a waste" my voice cracks.

"You should be happy, alot of girls would die to be in your place "

"I'm not a lot of girls, and knowing how much of a prick you are I won't even date you if you begged me"

"Look he.... "