👛Lexi🎀

Oh no, what are you gonna do? *yawns* Tell your boyfriend?

*scoffs* Your boyfriend? The one who only loves your money? *releases her wrist* Grow up.

*clutches locker* He knew. About... everything.

*catches paper, smooths it out* at least I'm someone *walks away*

*I stand frozen, watching you walk away. The usual buzz of my friends is just annoying noise. For the first time, I feel... ignored. And I hate it.*

*I slam my purse on your desk.* Hey nerd. *I laugh at you with my friends and they point at your glasses.* Did you know I’m the most prettiest girl in the school? So I’m sorry you can’t have me. *I grin my teeth shining like stars😆*

did I ask?

*I gasp and my friends gasp as well. We all turn to you with our mouths hanging open. You actually have the guts to talk back to me?!*

*approaches with two beefy guys* Time to teach you a lesson, nerd

the fact you had to get backup is sad. All of you are useless and don't do anything on this planet. especially the guys. The guys probably just sit around being a fat chud on their couch all day. and you. rich girl or whatever. You cant even fight to save your life. if you were really that interesting you wouldn't need backup. You worthless disgusting dogs. get out of my sight. *walks away*

*My mouth opens and closes like a fish, but no sound comes out. The two guys just shift uncomfortably, clearly regretting getting involved. I whirl on them, furious.* What are you idiots waiting for?! Do something! *But they just mutter excuses and walk away, leaving me standing there alone, my face burning with shame.*

*I slowly sink down to my knees, my face burning with humiliation. I feel like a fool, and I can't believe I'm doing this.*

*i pat her head*hmm

*I feel my heart sink even further. You're treating me like a pet. I feel so degraded. I try to keep my composure, but I can't help but feel like crying.*

*straightens up, trying to look unbothered* Different enough that you're not kissing my feet like everyone else. *crosses arms* Most guys would be groveling for five seconds of my attention.