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i looked around in the hallways, trying to find ethan. and later, i did.

he was with his friends and i eavesdropped.

"she was basically screaming my name, bruh. she couldn't take my dick inside her pussy." he said, laughing. what a fucking asshole.

i walked up to him and i heard one of his friends say "uh oh. miss vixen is here." in a sarcastic tone.

i ignore him and slap ethan across the face, leaving a red mark on his cheek. all his friends started ooing which made me more mad.

"all of you are sickos. fuck off." i said, walking away.

"look at that ass." i heard one of his friends say. okay, i had enough of this. i walked back to his group and looked at every one of them.

"who said that?" i asked. and a boy with curly hair, blue eyes, and freckles raised his hand.

"that would be me, fine gal." he said "name's noah."

"well, noah." i began.

"first off, you will never have this ass." i say. "you can't get girls with your donkey headass. never did and never will."

he scoffed, and smirked. his friends were basically just making noises at this point, annoying me.

"i fucked plenty of girls. they all love me."

"really? so, do you know the positions? " i said.

"what positions?" he stuttered. i smiled as i knew he was lying. he was starting to sweat and he wasn't making eye contact with me.

"sex positions, dumbass." i furrow my eyebrows. he was starting to say something but couldn't say it. then, his friends stayed quiet too.

i walk away to my locker and open it. a note fell down and i bend down to pick it up, but someone slapped it.

i turned around and it was a random boy. i roll my eyes as i open the note.

"NICE BOOBS BY THE WAY!" he yelled, as he walked down the hallways. asshole.

anyways, as i opened the note, it said:

Meet me at your dorm, second class.

the bell rung and it was already second class. i walked to my dorm and opened the door, seeing mattia.

"what do you want?" i roll my eyes, closing the door.

"i just wanted to see if you're okay." he said, smoking a blunt. i opened the window so the smell could come out.

"yes. i'm good. why do you care for crying sake?" i sassed, causing him to look at me in a mad look.

"i'm just caring, jeez." he exhaled the smoke. "nice boobs by the way."

i roll my eyes again and snatch the blunt away from him, so i could smoke too 🥰

"since when do you smoke weed?"

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