It's Friday morning, and I walk to the park. I know it's Friday, but Brady lent me a jacket the other day, and I thought he might be here. I walk on the way to our secret spot. Up ahead there's a bend in the path, and a bench sits on the left side. Two people sit on the bench. I can't tell who they are, but I can see them vigorously kissing each other. Not really passionate, more like sloppy.
As I quietly approach the bench not wanting to bother them, I quickly identify the boy.
Brady.
I can't believe he would betray me like that.
I thought we had something special.
But of course, I was wrong.
As everyone at my old school knew, I don't let boys treat me this way.
I approach the bench, and clear my throat.
They both part, and look up.
"Hey honey! I just thought I'd drop by and give you your jacket back, but it looks like she's keeping you plenty warm." I say.
The girl asks in a stupid, prissy tone, "Brady...who is this?" She smiles a little bit, confused.
"I'm his girlfriend." I intervene. "Well, was."
He begins to stutter. "I-I-"
I slap him hard across the face, leaving a cold mark.
"Now I know that everything was just a lie. But that's okay. I already have other boys lined up to say hi. He's all yours, honey." I strut away, throwing his jacket behind me into the mud.
Hah. I always knew he was fake, I was just to stupid to admit it. He was the only one in this town that I knew, and I was alone, and he made me feel less alone. I fell for him. Simple as that.
"You've already got me. Hah." I mumble.
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Twelve Boyfriends
Teen FictionA young girl named Maia never gets the guy. Her hot older sister, Chloe, has always been the one to have boys drooling over her like she was a precious gem. But when Maia starts growing into her good looks, she doesn't know how to handle all the boy...
