It's Friday and at our school Friday is like a right of passage, if you survive to week your strong but if you don't well let's just things aren't going to be good for you. As soon as the bell started ringing every student was out there seats and running for the gates trying to leave this place we call school but schools call 'HELL!'. AND YES IN CAPITALS. Six hours a day with teachers telling you you would have good grades if you tried but why would I listen to the teachers there old and a different generation. So, sorry for me saying but there old nuttiest who take pleasure in ruining our lives five days a week.
I was walking to Eric's locker and I couldn't find him or his friends so I went to the boys locker room which hurt my nostrils way more than it should have.
As I open the door smoothly I hear a moan and a grunt not your I am hurt moan and grunt but a I am cheating on you Steph with Natalie Williamson. So much for having the perfect body the perfect everything being rich and apparently being perfect at everything that is what I was just perfect and it pissed me off so much.
I don't like it I am so far from perfect and now I am even worse my heart is shattered I gave him everything I mean everything.
"Eric , you son of a bitch, you are dead to me". I screamed it so loud people started walking over.
"Babe I can explain." He said we no emotion.
"Don't ever bother I have put up with all your shit for way to long you have taken everything from me and I can't believe I fell for you. Don't even look at me just carry on with your pathetic life you manwhore" I felt horrible saying those things but I knew they were true.
As I turned around almost the whole of a my year was there I was screwed with a capital C.
I ran as fast as I could out of the school and ran home. I couldn't breathe he broke my heart he broke me . At least it was Spring break so I hid in my room and ate ice cream.
My mum came in my room every day and put a new flavour of ice cream in my mini freezer and put kit Kats and Oreos in the mini fridge. I watched all of PLL and TVD and TW.
I was broken inside and out.
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Two can play at that game
Teen FictionStephanie had it all money, looks and a quarterback boyfriend. But his love was just a game and what Eric didn't know was that Stephanie new how to hold a deadly grudge and that he started one hell of a game.
