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2024-10-29 19:42:56I'm at my locker on Monday getting a textbook that I need for my next class when Whitney approaches me.
I see her walking towards me like a woman with a mission and I just know she is about to tell me something I don't like or do something to piss me off. I wonder what it will be.
I feel bad for what happened to her family last week and today rumors have been going round about her withdrawing from Rixon High. I think some say her family is moving away but I know better than to believe rumors.
When she gets close enough to me, I speak first before she can.
"Hey Whitney, I'm sorry about what has been happening to your family-"
"Shut up, you evil bitch" she cuts me off vehemently.
Okay. Now what did I do to deserve such colorful insults?
I exhale. "What do you want, Whitney?" I spit out. I'm done playing the nice girl part. I might sympathize with her and what has happened with her father being seriously hospitalized, but I'm not
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I ask him, “And if it were me?” Would he deal with me so harshly if I crossed him? He pauses, hesitates. Somehow he knows we're crossing safe territory. His words, his answer could break something between us right now. "If what were you?" He shoots back. I'm undeterred by his avoidance so I press on instead, even though I'm scared to know his answer. I need to know where I stand with him. "If it were me who crossed you? If I was the one who disobeyed you? What would you do to me, Roman Masters? Would you hurt me? Hurt my family like Whitney's!?" I end my question with a broken scream at his face. He flinches. "Don't ask me such a thing" He says. "Answer me, Roman. Am I your girlfriend for real for just to pass the time?" I push forward, desperate to hear him say something meaningful, something truthful. Not hiding behind his half truths, manipulations and false smirks. Roman shakes his head at me looking sad for the first time
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