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𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗘

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𝗧𝗢 𝗕𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗨𝗘 ....





I rushed to the bathroom and locked my self in one of the stalls. I hugged my legs and just cried.

there all such assholes. an I can't tell Quinn the truth because she'll hate me. and if I tell her about my personal life she would be....disappointed in me.

I sat there for a while not saying a word

{ 2 hours later }

I was still in the bathroom. I missed 2 periods and now it's lunch. but I might just say in here for that too...i thin-

𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗽 ....

before I could finish my thought the bathroom door opened and close. I heard a group of girls laughing

they couldn't see me because I was quite. I pecked in the crack of the door. that's when I saw



𝗥𝗼𝘀𝗶𝗲 ....


"gurl did you hear about that rumor that's going around about you know who" I heard one of the girls say "who ?" another girl said

"Nelly Wilson" she said "oh yeah ! how she fuck Mr.V or send him nudes or somethin" the other girl said

"yeah yeah her"

they all laughed but not Rosie

"omg Rosie didn't that used to be your friend" a girl said

Rosie looked down and stared at her make up bag for a second then looked back up at the mirror and continue putting on her lip gloss

"yeah but I cut her off. she's always been a hoe, you know she slept with mattia when she heard I liked him" she said confident

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 ....

"omg what a bitch !" the girl said putting on her mascara "I know right" Rosie said shaking her head



how could she lie like that after all I've done for her.  I wiped my tears and slowly stood up and opened the bathroom stall and walked out of it. the girls stop and looked at me though the mirror they were all shocked ....

Rosie makes eye contact with me .....

I looked so bad but I didn't care I was just pissed. she then crossed her arms. I rolled my eyes and walked out the restroom slamming the door.


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