Fuckboy
"Are you serious, Liz? Why are you just thinking this now?"
I shrugged, keeping my eyes on the road but tightening my grip on the steering wheel. "I'm not exactly sure, there's a lot going on in my mind. All I know is I feel kind of miserable lately. Mr. Porter talked with me after English today, and he said I was so obvious of how I was feeling just by looking at me. Then he went on after I told him everything about how most of what was making me hate everything was because I was in a relationship and that maybe I wasn't ready."