"See that guy over there? Go towards him and makeout with him." commanded Jule.
Of coarse, since it was against her will, she made out with him even though he was disgusting. He even ended up sticking his tongue down her throat when he realized she was a good kisser. Page hated it. It was the worst thing ever. She could here the cameras clicking and the iPhones beeping.
"Keep it up slut." said Jule. Page just let that sink into her brain. She could hear it echoing in her head. 'Slut. Slut. Slut. Slut. Slut.'
Then she collapsed. A terrible sharp pain hit her right in the center of her stomach and an old lady rushed her to the hospital.
-- Author's Note --
Again, sorry for the short chapter!
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Teen FictionIt all started with a rumor. Page Denns has to deal with people making fun of her, but then someone comes along, Jule Geyser. How does Page deal the people who laugh and mock their decisions? What happens with Jule? Will it ever end?!
