- Reads 103
- Votes 3
- Parts 1
- Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Jul 30, 2014
"He's messing with me. I swear. But he keeps screwing me over and I'm getting sick of it." I say, as I twirl my spoon around my bowl full of Frosted Flakes.I lift my head and look at Chelsea, who isn't paying attention. "Chels?" I wave my hand in front of her face until her head snaps towards me. "You are in a Flirtashionship." She states, while pulling at her very pink hair. "that's not a thing" "But it is. He likes you, but he doesn't want to go anywhere with you." She says, while getting up and putting her bowl in the sink. I grab my bowl and follow her. "So what the hell I'm I supposed to do?" "You have two options." She puts the bowl in the sink, then promptly raises one neon orange painted finger in the air. "Get over-" "Not a option" I interrupt "-Or you show him there is a 10 foot line of hotties trying to get with you." "But there isn't" "That isn't the point."All Rights Reserved
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