𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝, 𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚊 ✔

𝙶

"Do you remember the girl, who used to sit in the back seat of the class? The girl, who isn't here anymore?"

"Izzy, is that her name? Yeah, I remember her. She cut my yoga pants into little pieces while I was playing volleyball. I mean, what did I do to her? I am sorry that everyone thinks that she's a fucking hoe, sleeping with half of the guys in school! People talk, that she has slept with Mr.Borrel, our history teacher. How can you get that low?

Oh, my friends and I filled her locker with foam for the day when she comes back to the school. I can't wait to see her reaction."

Grace