she only changed herself for the fact that her ex boyfriend was coming back to town, and not for anything else. but when the popular guy of the school finally notices her and takes an interest in her, what will she do?
*for anyone wondering, yes th...
I paced around my room, running my fingers through my dark brown hair, as my best friend, Paris, sat on my bed staring at me. i was just informed by her that my ex boyfriend, Klay Thompson was moving back to our home town again, so that meant he would be back in our school as well, and that was not good news for me.
"What am i gonna do, Paris?" i asked, stopping in my tracks to look at her.
"What are you gonna do? bitch lemme tell you what you're gonna do," she smirked slightly as she stood up.
i watched her.
"You're going SHOPPING! and i'm coming too," she said, quickly grabbing her purse off of my bed.
"What?! at a time like this? we should be thinking of what we're going to-" she cut me off mid- sentence.
"Stop. we're going shopping for you, about Klay coming back. we're gonna make you look like a fuckin meal for senior year, and we have exactly a week to do that." she grinned widely.
was she serious? apparently yes, and weirdly... i was all in for this plan. i was ready.
an hour later we were walking through the gigantic mall doors, seeing all of the stores we wanted to go to, and realizing how much money we'd waste at the end of the day.
my parents, they always let me do whatever i wanted, so i didn't have to worry about them at all while i was there, and that was a miracle. but for my poor little brother , he had to stick with their rules and shit, which i felt bad for him.
my body was aching at the end of the day, after we'd tried on all of the clothes in every store. it was definitely going to be a long week for sure, but if it meant being noticed by Klay again, then i'd suck it up.
_ * A Week Later *
It was the day before senior year started, and i was not excited.
i quickly pulled out my phone and started dialling Paris's phone number. but before she could pick up, i get another call. my eyes widen as i quickly lifted the phone from my ear to read who the other person was.
klay💔
Klay's name popped up into the screen, and i thought i would have a heart attack then and there, but i kept it together. soon enough, the call ended and i just sat there, for a text to pop up on my screen.
klay💔: Hey
i was confused on why he called me, and i didn't answer, and now he was texting me. we've never talked since he moved away, that's why we broke up, cause we both couldn't do long- distance relationships, so we ended things.
"knock knock, hoe," i heard someone say from my door. i looked over to see Paris. she was wearing ↓
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