Once a Whore, Always a Whore

One

Why do the good guys always get the trashy girls? Why can't the good girls get the good guys?

I pondered this thought as I walked into my first hour PreCalc class.

"Hey," my bestfriend of ten years and crush Ryder said with smile. My insides melted at his soft lopsided grin.

I smiled, "How's it going?"

I sat in my assigned seat, which just so happens to be across the aisle from Ryder. Lucky me!

"Jessica and I got into another fight las night." Ryder said fiddling with his hands.

I almost rolled my eyes. Almost, I controlled myself. Jessica, that whore. I see her all the time out in town making out with other guys or holding hands with a new guy everyday.

The worst part? Ryder has no clue, he's too sweet and naive to even think that his girlfriend of two years has been cheating on him for two years.

"What about?" I asked as i unzipped my backpack and took out a notebook, a pencil and a red pen.

"Just the usual." Ryder said glancing at me with his soft brown eyes. They literally looked like melted chocolate. "Did you do something to your hair?"

I lifted up a lock of my kinky ginger hair. "No?"

"Looks like it got curlier." Ryder said, shrugged then turned to the board.

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I closed my locker a little too hard. I slung my backpack over my shoulders and walked past Ryder and Jessica kissing.

I walked outside and too my little Civic. I drove home and ran up to my room. I grabbed my Puma shoe box that I stash in my closet and set it on the floor. I opened the top and took out a notebook.

The cover read:
Once a Whore, Always a Whore

It's a notebook that I have filled with both ideas and evidence of how Jessica is cheating on Ryder and how to expose her to him.