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I wish I could run back to my apartment and sleep with my face pressed against my pillow. She is kinda right. I mean look at me... And look at him. We're like two different people who may never fit in. Maybe Gray's too much and truth be told I don't even know what I am to him. Maybe one of his few toys.

I couldn't stop thinking about her words. They were hurtful and insulting.

"Why did he choose to take you to the party ?"

I cross my arms and let her go through every dress on each hanger and mannequins.

"You're too cheap and not classy. Why don't you date someone your class ?" She scoffs mockingly and pick out two dresses.

"Why do you care so much about who Gray sleeps with ? I mean you're just his employee and also a snitch." She pause on her track and turn to look at me.

"Maybe because I don't like golddiggers like you." She scowl, glaring at me.

"I'm not a golddigger." 

"Nobody cares. We'll need a lot of e