My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone.
Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this.
At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.
My friend Ellie and I made it our goal to finish our senior year without sleeping with Connor, but of course it's going to be a challenge at times. He's actually a really decent guy if you look past the part of him possibly getting an STD from sleeping with so many random people. He's quite intelligent, he knows how to charm a girl and what girls like, and he isn't always a dick.
Honestly, if he hadn't fucked the whole grade, he would be my dream guy cause let's all be honest here. He's really fucking hot.
Connor's tried countless times to get together with me over the summer, and although I had nothing to do, I made up some fake plans which unfortunately were at the same time he wanted to "hang out." I know he's tried with Ellie too, but she never gave in. I was so proud of her, I could've cried. But seriously, Ellie can be a bit of a flirtatious whore sometimes so it worries me. The other two girls? I don't know about them yet since I don't normally talk with them. I'm sure if one of them did, then we'll all hear about it during homeroom.
Speaking of homeroom, that's where I was headed now. I kept my head ducked down, staring at my phone while walking to my locker. I love socializing with other people, but I wasn't really in the mood to be late on the first day. I avoided talking to people about how great the summer was and how much people "missed" you. They're all lying anyways. If they missed you, they would've called.
I finally reached my locker and put in the combination, working on organizing and making sure everything was neat and accessible. I was about ready to get to homeroom when everyone in the senior hallway became quieter. I turned my head in the direction of where everyone else was looking, which appeared to be at Brooklynn Baker, also known as one of the 4 who hadn't slept with Connor. But by the looks and whispers people are aiming at her, I'm guessing she gave him what he wanted.
I shook my head unbelievably while walking into the classroom. I sat in a seat closer to the back corner. I knew it was just a matter of time before everyone else piled in and all I would hear for the rest of the day would be rumors of Brooklynn.
I was right so far. Everyone was sitting or grouped up around their desks, talking about Brooklynn. They were discussing why, when, and how she gave up her body to him. It was sick kind of, that people all knew the details. I honestly felt bad for her, but at the same time, I wanted to see how she was taking all this attention. She was in the other homeroom though, so I'd have to see in our first class.
Mr. Porter stood behind Connor and I, clearing his voice and removing Connor's arm from my chair.Thanks teach.
If you didn't already guess, Ellie said yes. She's so hopeless at this point, I had to stop fighting for her and just focus on myself. After she said yes, Connor and Ellie both ran off to do who knows what for the last few minutes of lunch. I chose to ignore everyone for the rest of the day until it came time for my final work period.I went into the library l
I changed into my practice clothes for soccer, fixed my hair up into a ponytail, then started heading to the weight room. Before entering, I took a deep breath. I wasn't sure what I was going to be getting myself into, but I knew it wasn't what I was imagining this morning.I walked down the small set of stairs, a group of four boys coming into view. I saw Con
After we had finished up bowling, it was about 7:30 at night and my mom was bugging me about being home for dinner. Connor laughed, but understood and got all the guys to start finishing up. I had turned in my shoes and was heading for my car when Connor yelled out my name again.I turned to see him running up to me, "We should do something tomorrow as well. I
Ellie was sure to find me quickly when it came lunch time. She sat directly across from me, slamming her tray down along with herself."What the hell are you telling Connor? Why does he all of a sudden want to sleep with me directly after I tell you he doesn't?"
We both met up in the gym where the boys were."Hey Connor... and Elizabeth. What, are you two going to be like, best friends or something?"
I woke up, dragging myself out of the bed, face first. Immediately, I found my way to the bathroom and did my business, changing into proper clothes for the day. I ran down the steps, finding some random package of pop tarts for breakfast. Yelling a goodbye to my mother and father, I headed out for work.After a peaceful 25 minute drive, I arrived at the Targe
Ellie and I were preparing for the party, and much to my dismay, Ellie wouldn't allow me to wear what I was wearing to school. Something about, "Even though you're going to break up with Connor, doesn't mean you have to look like garbage while doing it." I went along with Ellie, trying my best to take my mind off of things.I changed into another pair of darke
Later in the day after Mr. Porter spoke with me, my mind was racing with thoughts on what I should do. I loved being with Connor and just hanging out, but when I thought of how everyone made my personal relationships their own business and even made bets on my sexual life, I grew old of it. Part of me wanted to end the whole romantic part of our relationship and just go back to being friends like how the beginning of the year was, but then the other part of me wanted to run away with Connor and just be together without anyone else bugging us.
The next morning, Connor and I didn't really talk. Mostly because I was dealing with a massive hangover, and I wasn't in the mood to speak or even listen. Luckily for me, I still had to go to school today.As I headed to my locker, I ignored mostly everyone and kept my head down. Lights weren't my friend today. I quickly grabbed my notebooks, lightly shutting
The girls' soccer game had finished up with the home team winning by two goals, and I was already sprinting for my car, ready to finish the night strong. Connor and the others were following behind as quickly as possible, considering Connor's condition.I had opened the trunk and was changing my clothes in the parking lot. Connor had reached me just as I was a
The next day was the closest thing to hell I personally have ever been through. I had never enjoyed the thought of everyone being interested in my personal life, especially to the point where everyone knew if I had been sexually active with my partner. After the rumor had started, part of me was hoping that since most students had believed the rumor, maybe they'd stop paying attention to Connor and I.
I stared at my phone, and the picture of Connor and I kissing in my car before we left to go nap at his house. Someone had taken the picture through one of the classroom windows by the looks of it. There was only a single caption over the photo.Guess who's the ultimate fuckboy?
The next day, I arrived at school and waited for Connor. His mother was dropping him off since he was still feeling some effects from his medication from the night before. I made sure that I'd help just in case he was really out of it, but considering his mother was letting him go to school, I was sure it wouldn't be that bad.Boy, was I wrong.
The sun was shining onto my face, forcing me to open my eyes and face reality again. But the sight wasn't so bad since it was Connor's face. He was already awake and smiling down at me. "Morning, beautiful."I rubbed my eyes, trying to look into the sunlight without hating it. "Why are you up so early?"
I was in one of the few places in my town where I felt safe and alone. No one else was around, and I could pretend that there were no rumors about my life. I stood in the middle of the soccer field, a ball under my foot. I was trying my best to forget about everything I had heard earlier. I started walking with the ball dribbling between my feet towards the goal. Just as I reached the end of the penalty box, I kicked the ball lightly into the goal.