another one of the cringiest fanfics you'll ever read
WARNING: i wrote this when i was very young and stupid. there are very triggering topics so pls read with caution / unedited
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"I can't believe you just forgave him." Teddy spoke to me, watching as I did my makeup for the tailgate party. I wasn't excited for this, even though I didn't have a part in the whole 'stealing their weed' thing. I just had to basically lie to them, which I'm not the best liar.
"Look, I've done a lot of stupid shit myself in the past. And I forgave you, didn't I?" I asked, looking at him through the mirror as I finally finished, putting my clear lip gloss on my vanity.
"Well, yes, but-"
"Teddy, me forgiving doesn't mean I'm going to just let him back into my life the way he was before and let him ruin me again. It's just forgiveness, so I can go to bed with a clear conscience." I cut him off, and he just sighed.
"I'm just worried about you." He spoke.
"It's fine, I'll be fine. If he hurts me again then you can fight him, but he won't get close to me like that, okay?" I assured him, and he just nodded, finally agreeing with me. Of course I only told him he could fight Nash if he hurt me again to make Teddy feel better, which it somehow seemed to work. Not that it would actually happen, because Nash hurt me too much to get close to me like that again and I'm happy with Michael.
"Do I look okay?" I asked, turning toward him.
He just looked at me, studying my outfit for a second. "You look absolutely stunning." He quietly said, and I smiled at him.
"Thank you Teddy." I couldn't help but blush. I was wearing black skinny jeans with a few holes in them, and a grey button up shirt with a pink jacket over it. I had my hair in a messy pony tail, and threw on some white converse. It was somewhat different to what I normally wear, but close enough to wear I wasn't trying too hard.
I was also wearing fake glasses and some colored contacts, so that way there was a chance that the girls didn't notice I was the Radner's oldest daughter, which is another reason I had to change my style a bit. They'd only seen me once, which was I think when they were going in to check out the house next to ours.
"Where's Mikey?" Teddy asked, standing up from my bed.
"I don't know. Said he had plans today." I shrugged. "I'm not too worried about it, though."
"Oh, well I just didn't know if he was going to help take these girls down or not." He commented.
"No, I don't want him to get too freaked out and stuff, by joining this fight." I shrugged again, walking out of the room and downstairs.
"Alright, so you know what you're going to do?" My dad asked, putting his hands on my shoulders as soon as I got up to him.
"I think so." I replied.
"No, no think so, you need to know." My mom pointed her finger at me.
"I'm going to go up and talk them up, try to get involved in the sorority." I mumbled. "Are you guys sure this is going to be a good idea? I don't know what to do if they say no, or like even want me in the-"
