Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex
Doubling over, Melody taps the table rapidly, “shiiiittt, I remember thinking ‘this has got to be the skinniest couples alive,’ when I first met you guys.”
Grinning, Tiara, cuts a piece of the pancake on her plate and locks eyes with me. I know what she is thinking. When we first started out as friends, everyone thought we were a couple too. We went everywhere together, we did the same things, I spent so much time in her dorm room, to the extent that I started receiving mails there, in freshman year. Everyone thought there was something up with us. Then I went ahead and dated her sister.
For the second time today I punch myself mentally for being a total jerk.
Bab Populer