Dear Highschool Jerk, I'm Back For Revenge
I stared down at my shoes, trying to keep the tears at bay.
Four days it has been, four days without me walking down the hallway, or the cafeteria without receiving cringe stares from people. And I could most likely guess why? Of course, everyone had seen the video about me and Jace. Plus, they was also a sticker of me on every locker for those who couldn't access their phones, with a pink text on it... Dashlingslut. It even became my nickname.
Soon, I stopped talking, skipped lunch, took the long way to every class, and my phone stayed off. I cried in the bathroom once, just once, but that was enough. That night, I stared at myself in the mirror and didn’t recognize the girl looking back.
Bab Populer