So it all started back in middle school. I was in the all-girl-group people liked to refer to as the "plastics" or "mean girls". I had a boyfriend who I was in love with. I know I know. I wasn't in love. I thought I was though. Anyway then SHE came along. Don't get me wrong, she's not the most horrible person to ever have lived I mean there's still Hitler. She's not that bad. But she messed up my life. Big time. When I first met her I was questioning my sexuality. She's drop dead gorgeous. She's got an amazing body and her face is beautiful. I didn't want her to blend in with the wrong crowd. So I did as much as I could to welcome her. She was looking at my boyfriend in a way that made me know that I was in trouble. I pulled her aside and let her know he's mine (or was mine) anyway that didn't stop her from sitting next to him on the busride home. They talked endlessly according to her. So I was jealous. Of course I didn't tell her that. (Back then her name was Helena) I had already been cheated on by my boyfriend (Daren) and I wasn't planning on it happening again he should've learned from his mistakes right? Well it didn't seem like he was going to keep his promise.
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Hay I'm sorry it's so short but I dont write long chapters. So it's basicly gonna be like this forever Okayyy bye little ink stains
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