𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 {𝐿.𝑆.}

𝟛𝟛 ~ 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦 🖤

Ever since the Chad-accident nobody made a single comment about my sexuality. Nothing bad at least. People have been coming out to me actually. Asking how I dealt with it and all.

It's nice knowing people think I have knowledge but I'm just a violent fixer. It's not the way to handle things.

I can't give them advice. So I don't. I just tell them to never stop believing in themselves. Love is still love after all.

I have been keeping myself on the low a bit more trying not to ask for attention or anything. Just living in the shadow of Louis and Willow really.

It's been about three weeks now since I beat up Chad and yesterday was my last day in detention.

I haven't been to any party's but Louis has been begging me to come to this one all week. It's a town away and apparently Eleanor forced him to come. He asked Will but she's only coming if I'm coming too. So that leaves him whining at my door.

I told him I didn't want to go to party's yet (plus it's Wednesday and we have school tomorrow.) But let's just say Lou can be very persuasive. So here I am again at a party I don't want to be at.

I'm not complaining tho. Apparently word got around and I've had some guys hitting on me already. It's nice being out of the closet again. Especially now people know not to fuck with me. I missed guys hitting on me. It's different than every other bimbo.

Not every girl is like that but the ones that aren't are too shy most of the time. It's a shame because those are the girls that are actually really interesting to have a conversation with.

With girls, the ones that do approach you, are straightforward and only want to make out or fuck.

With guys on the other hand both the shy and the cocky types shoot their shot. The shy ones are just adorable. They never know where to start and feel embarrassed every second of the way. But the conversation you can have with them are twenty times better than the cocky how-much-do-you-lift talks.

Some of those shy guys have talked to me tonight and I carefully turned them down but we had some fun talking. I tried to boost their confidence a little and seeing them leave relaxed and happy always makes me feel good inside.

I suddenly hear my name and some nasty words and when I look over I see Eleanor gossip about me again. I look her in the eye and give her an sarcastic smile and wiggle my fingers as a 'hey bitch'.

She quickly turns and acts like she didn't see me or was talking about me. Insert mental eye roll please.

I'm getting slightly bored and this party isn't much 'Party' its more teenagers drinking and talking with music in the background.

So why not do what I'm best at right? I went looking for the playlist and added Titanium. Thanks Eleanor for inspiring me that I don't give a fuck about what you say anymore.