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22 | who let you in

I CAN'T BELIEVE that he just ditched me. Why bring me here anyway if that was his plan?

Who knows, maybe he really hasn't changed as much as I thought and this was just another one of his humiliation stunts.

Crossing my arms as I lean against the table, I look around the room and notice a few familiar faces. One of them being, Ryder Grimaldi...

Ugh, why does he have to be here?

I guess he felt my stare because his eyes suddenly lock on mine from across the room. He's with his friends and they've all got girls surrounding them, but in this moment, he's only looking at me.

When the brunette on his lap notices that his attention is elsewhere, she turns to see what he's staring at and glares daggers at me.

"Oh my god, who let you in here?" I hear someone standing next to me say, so I look away from Ryder and turn — only to come face to face with the girl who started all of my problems at school, Sydney Black.

Not wanting to deal with her and all of her drama, I walk away, but she follows me all the way outside to the backyard, practically yelling, "Don't walk away from me, Fattie Annie!"

My entire body stiffens at the nickname she used to call me. I wasn't even paying attention as to where I was anymore when I turned around, struggling to hold my anger inside.

It would be so easy to let it out, to hurt her like she's hurt me, but I can't let people see the real me no matter how tempted I am.

"What did I ever do to you?" I ask as I take notice that the music has gone down and people are beginning to come outside to party while they watch the drama unfold. "Why do you hate me so much, Sydney?!"

"Because you're Anastasia Stone." She begins, taking steps towards me and I don't move from my spot as she continues, "The whore who gets every damn thing she wants..." Wait what? "And I'm sick of it!"

I was trying to think of anything from when we were friends that made her think I got everything I wanted, but couldn't because it isn't true.

I was so lost in thought that I didn't even realize she was pushing me backwards until I lost my balance, falling into the pool that I didn't realize was there, with a splash.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 13, 2020 ⏰

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