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"Stop looking at my man. Every fucking day you stare at him. He doesn't want you" Miarah says to me. Yet again.
I just ignored her turning my direction else where. Little did she know he did want me. At least he did when she isn't around. He never defended me at these times. I would always catch him glancing at me but for some reason his girlfriend always caught when I looked back. Never when he looked at me.
"Don't act deaf bitch. How does it feel to wake up every single day knowing no one gives a fuck about your life. Knowing that no one will ever fucking want you, huh. You're useless and worthless. Stay the fuck away from my boyfriend" she says as her and FaFa walk away.
Just as the do so the class ends. Thank goodness. I just wanted to go up to my room and sulk in my sadness. I usually don't let what she says get to me but that I guess hit a nerve.
My mom and dad pay for my schooling but I wasn't really the favorite child. It was my oldest brother. The don't come for family day or anything anymore. We FaceTime every once in a while but that's all. We actually are living decently and have money. I do modeling. Kind of. I get paid from other students and people to take my photo but nothing fully professional.
My major is art. As a backup I'm doing business. I want to model though. I can model my artwork as well so it can be a win win situation. Due to the photos I have a decent amount of followers on instagram. To them I am very pretty. Several grown men dm me but I'm not interested.
I'm interested in a man with a girlfriend. That happened because we ran into each other in the halls and started talking. He was actually very funny. We ended up talking more and hanging out which then turned into occasional sex. After the third time we had sex he told me about his girlfriend. I wanted to cut it off but somehow I keep forgetting to. I know for a fact he doesn't intend to end it any time soon as long as we're kept a secret.
I rolled my eyes at the thought before walking out the glass grabbing my bag. It was English. We all had English together. I dreaded that class due to that reason. Miarah made me no long care for the class. I don't even get why he's with her.
