"Let's break up. I--"
My surroundings suddenly turn quiet; I can't hear and understand what he's saying. I can feel my own legs shaken up and wanted to fall down my knees. My heart begins to pound so hard that it wants to jump out of my chest and beat the crap out of him.
"Cassy. Hey. You okay?"
Mark holds Cassy's shoulder to bring her back to her senses but she swiftly removes it and slaps his face. Her hand leaves a bright red color on his white cheek.
Cassy run as far as she can. Bumping into one person to another but she didn't stop or say anything to them. Tears came down her hazel eyes, ruining her pretty make-up for their monthsary. All she knew is to get into her room and lock herself to everyone.
How dare him to do this to me! He really said it exactly on our monthsary that he doesn’t even remember. Boys are all the same! Jerks! Heartbreaker! St--stupid... This will be the last I will cry for a guy.
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The Boy Next Door
Teen FictionFalling in love? What a word. There's no such thing. Boys are all the same. After, making you head over heels for him. They'll just run off with some other sexy and more attractive girl than you, leaving you like an idiot. Note to self: NEVER trust...
