19. Hurting Blake

Jordan Miller

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"You what?" Cathy exclaimed, being the dramatic person she has always been. Alessandro should've asked her why she wasn't into acting, not me.

I laughed. "Don't make me repeat it."

"You legit sucked his dick?"

I rolled my eyes. She'd been repeating it because she refused to believe that I could actually do it. At this point, I was sure that her roommate who was in her room would've heard it too. "I'm serious. I need to pass this course somehow, don't I?"

"And what about the other ones?"

"I do better in those either way."

"Wow." Catherine was still in awe. "I've always thought you were the prude between the two of us."

"Hey!" I yelled, offended.

"I never expected that you of all people would do something so risky and scandalous." I shrugged. What did she expect from me? To be a goody two shoes? Most importantly, what image of me had I shown her?

We were on the couch in the front room of her apartment, watching TV. Except we were doing more talking than rewatching one