Payton Moormeier. I can't get him off my mind. Is it possible I've caught feelings? No, this has to just be a phase. I never catch feelings. That's not possible.....right?
My name is Y/n Y/l/n. I'm 16. I'm a junior in high school. You could say I'm......known....around my school. Basically, I play a bunch of guys. I don't sleep with them, I just stay with them long enough to be able to hurt them when I break up with them. I don't do it because I'm a cruel person. I do it because I'm incapable of being in a real relationship. I only do it to the ones who just wanna get into your pants. Which is most of them. All the girls in my school hate me and call me a slut. But to be totally and completely honest with you, I don't really give a fuck. Well all the girls except my best friend Camila. Her and my other best friend Chase are the only ones who understand me. They're the only one who know why I do what I do. Besides my twin brother Jake. Anyway, I've played all the shitty guys in the entire school. They all just want me for sex, and that's exactly why I do it. I'm sick of guys like them. They get with you only to leave you heartbroken, so I pull some reverse physiology type shit and uno reverse card their ass. I leave the good guys alone though. I'm friends with most of them. I honestly don't know how to be in a real relationship. I was played in my first one. It was back in 8th grade. Because of what happened to me, I don't know how to love. I only know how to hurt people. I don't think I'll ever be able to have another intimate relationship. And it's all thanks to one person and one person only. Payton Moormeier. I'm not gonna get into detail about everything that happened between us. Let's just say he broke my heart, and I've never been able to put it back together.
I'm also a badass, so I'm always getting in trouble at school. But so is Jake, so at least our parents can't just focus on me when one of us gets in trouble. You can't tell us we're not twins cuz we are just alike, inseparable best friends. He's not a player like me though. He's never been heartbroken. He knows what happened to me, but he's always telling me I should give love another chance. But I never listen to him. Like I said, I don't know how. We've agreed that as long as I stay away from his friends, he'll let me do whatever the hell I want to the assholes of this school. His friends are all good guys though, and they treat me like a sister. They might be rule breakers, but they won't play with your heart.
Anyway, today's the first day back at my shitty high school. I was awoken by the annoying sound of my alarm clock. I forced myself to get out of bed. I got up, yawned, stretched, and walked into the bathroom for a shower. When I got out, I put on this outfit with this hairstyle:
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Screw makeup, it does nothing for me.
I go downstairs to see Jake eating an apple for breakfast. I grab a granola bar and we head out to my car. I drive him to school because he failed his drivers test so he doesn't have a license. We hop in and drive to school. It's only a five minute drive, and school doesn't start until fifteen minutes after we get there.
When we pull up, we get out and walk through the doors. We go our separate ways, and I head to my locker. The first week of school is when I start decorating my locker. I was scrolling through my phone for ideas on how to decorate it this year, when my locker gets slammed shut. I look up to see a grinning Camila standing in front of me.
