I know exactly what you're thinking. Angie Foley is a slut. Angie Foley is playing two boys. Angie Foley is a piece of shit.If you're not thinking that then, thanks I guess. But it's true. My body count is 24, I was sleeping with two boys and I caused a girl to kill herself. What's the point in this? I'm getting there so calm your tits bitch.
"We received some tragic news this morning from the Evergreen County Sheriff's department. Former Liberty High student, Bryce Walker, was found dead late last night. If anyone has any information and is willing come forward, please do so as soon as possible. Councilling and information will be available for all those who need it. That's all."
It was quiet. For the first time in homeroom, it was dead silent. Nobody dared speak. Eyes turned to face me, probably thinking that I was glad he was dead. I wasn't sure what to feel. I wasn't sure I was feeling. My stomach churned and I clutched my hands around my body.
I ran out of the class, grabbing my bag. I felt sick, like I was going to throw up at any moment. I'd known Bryce for years, since I was a kid. He had always been there when me or Justin needed it. And he was gone. Just like that. He was nothing now.
I rushed into the women's toilets and pushed open a door. I threw up quickly, tears falling from my eyes. I coughed a few times and gagged before I shakily got up, taking a few breaths. I washed my face and rinsed my mouth, staring at myself in the mirror. The scar on my eye was still there but it had gone down a bit.
I finally walked out of the ladies room, looking around to make sure nobody was there. I picked my phone from my pocket and texted my brother to make sure he was okay.
To Justin
You on the field?From Justin
Yeah. Be quick.With that, I made my way to the field. I spotted Clay with Justin "You don't know everything, Clay. You think you have this idea of-" I cut Justin off mid sentence.
"Justin..." Is all I could muster up enough energy to say. "Angie, I know." He replied before engulfing me into a big hug. He let out a few tears onto my shoulder and then let me go. "You guys hated Bryce, Angie you hated him a lot. Why are you crying?" Clay asked, pointing at me.
"I...I didn't hate him. He was a horrible person but he was human. He was a fucking kid, like us." I told him, fighting back more tears. "Bullshit, why'd you push him at that party then? Everybody saw it!" He continued.
"Just leave me alone, Clay. Seriously." I said, walking away from the two boys. As I made my way around school, I heard people's whisperes and felt stares on me. I found Jessica in the hall way and sighed in relief, I think.
"Jess, are you okay?" I asked, pulling her to the side of the corridor. "What do you think? Everyones looking at me like-" I cute her off.
"Like you must be glad he's dead. I know."She nodded "Fuck, what even happens now? Are they going to investigate? How does this work?" Jess questioned me. "Well, I'm not sure. They're definitely going to investigate, I mean they were already asking questions when he went missing." I said quietly.
"This is fucked, for all of us...right?" She asked. "Not if nobody says anything, or if anyone did anything...we've got this under control." I lied. I knew it was a lie because I never have anything under control. "Come to mine after school and we can sort this out. Invite who you want, just be there." I told her before leaving to get to my next class.
I tried to ignore the stares but when you have 10 people looking at you at one time....it gets difficult. I hated being stared at, the centre of attention was never my thing. I carried on until I couldn't, it was all so overwhelming. I took the next turn around to an almost empty corridor, where I rushed down and slammed straight into a bunch of jocks.
One boy turned around to face me, letting his hand out "Shoot, watch where you're going. Are you okay? It's Angie, right?" He kindly asked, helping me up. I smiled fakely and nodded "Charlie, right? I've seen you around." I told him. He nodded too. The other jocks also stared my way. "Luke...Pratters..." I coldly greeted.
Charlie still had his hand in mine but I didn't realise. "Charlie, get the fuck off my girl!" Monty shouted as he walked down the hallway. I pulled my arm back and flinched as Monty stood infront of me. He snickered, seeing me almost jump at nothing. "Hey Angie, how are you?" He greeted, a smirk on his face.
"How do you think? So, your boyfriend's dead." I joked, looking up at him. He glared at me and shook his head. His hand went to my cheek as his thumb circled around. He pushed my hair behind my ear and leaned in to whisper in it.
"You're so pretty when you're scared." He chuckled, kissing my cheek. I pushed him against the lockers and held him at his collar. "Scared? Of you? God, your ego is bigger than Lukes forehead- No offence Luke." I stated, Luke glaring at me.
"Alright okay, let me go. You're not scared, I get it." Monty whispered. I shook my head and put my hand firmly around his neck. "I'm not your girl, got it?" I stated before letting him go. "It's not funny stop fucking laughing." I heard Monty tell the other boys as I walked away.
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Jessica, Alex, Justin, Zach and Clay all gathered at my house. Jessica and Alex were on my Couch while Zach, Justin, Clay and I were at my small table."Are we over-worrying? I mean, I know I didn't do it..." I said, finally stopping this awkward silence. "And we believe you, why?" Zach asked, glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and sighed "I was with Monty the night of homecoming. And before you guys freak the fuck out, I know I shouldn't have been with him." I admitted.
Justin groaned "seriously Angie? You were with him? After you cheated and-" I cut him off. "Jesus, I know okay. That's not the point Justin." I snapped. Just then Ani walked in "Sorry, I'm late. I got caught up with everything at home." She apologised.
I smiled at her "It's okay, Theres another seat there." I told her, pointing at a spare chair. She took it and sat down. "I overheard miss Walker talking to the sheriff this morning, they don't have a prime suspect but miss walker had some words to say about Clay." Ani said, looking at Clay.
"Shit."
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Mini Foley- Back- book2
Fanfiction"Please state your name, age, and why You're here...." "My name is Angelica Rose Foley, my friends call me Angie. I'm 17 years old and I'm a Drug addict with 2 criminal charges....so far...." - Angie is back, and she's making it known. After a month...