Most Popular Girls In School

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"So the coach says, if I don't get my French grades up I won't be able to play again this season, and that's why I've been texting Stephanie so much. She's going to tutor me!" the liar, who usually goes by Jake, said. 

I stared hard into his baby blue eyes, hoping it would get him to spill the truth. It always worked when my father did it to me, I guess Jake was tougher than I was because he did not waver. Not even a little bit.

His two best friends stood flanking him, they looked extremely comfortable for people who came to escort a pathological liar. It suddenly hit me, these three idiots thought I was dumb. I am offended. 

I am not one of those insecure, obsessive girlfriends. Trust me, I'm not. I am, however, a girl who has seen "pizza hut" call her boyfriend at 3am before so you can understand my scepticism.

I am sure you're probably thinking to yourself "Well Raine, if you don't trust him, then leave?"

It is a little more complicated than it seems on the surface. See Jake and I have been dating since freshman year, it was one of those best friends turned lovers cliche teenage love. The kind of couple who everyone else used as #goals. The kind where everyone assumed we would grow old together. The kind where you thought nothing can ever go wrong but alas. 

I use to be one of those girls who thought their boyfriends could do no wrong. I would see other couples go through the same thing I am going through now and say to myself "Could never be me." Oh, how naive of little ol' me. 

The pizza hut incident was a wake-up call for me. I felt like someone had doused me with cold water while I was asleep. It really shook me to my core, I was heartbroken, not before I was angry. I ended things there and then, but when you've been together as long as we have been, a lot more people become wrapped in it, breaking up is not so simple anymore. I still remember how angry my mother was when she found out; not about his infidelity but me ending things.
Yeah, we aren't the best of friends. 

Eventually, against my better judgement, I took him back, everything was going well until life reared its ugly head again.

The ugly head being Stephanie Monterey, not that she is ugly, hell no! She's a perfect 10\10, and I totally understand why Jake is so infatuated with her. What I don't understand is why he doesn't just leave me alone to be with her. I would if I were him.

Pulling my attention back to the present, I blurted out "Mon copain est un baiseur menteur"

"What does that mean?", he chuckled adorably, if I weren't so unimpressed with him right now, I would have melted into a puddle.
Yes, he is that cute.

"It means my boyfriend is a lying fucker, Jake"; I said matter of factly.

"Well, see why I need a tutor"; He said, a little uneasily. Well, can't argue with that, not because he's right but because there were better things to spend my time on.

Sighing, I rolled my eyes "You can leave now, I wouldn't want to upset the librarian", I said, dismissing him with a flick of my wrist.

I am not going to sit here and pretend my boyfriend cheating on me did not hurt, it hurt so much. But the anger I felt from his blatant disrespect will always overshadow the hurt I felt. Opening my book again, I began my assignment. I'll be damned if I let myself get distracted from my academics.

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