"I'm really sorry, Macey. If I just knew that there was something going on with you and him, I wouldn't have-" She pleads, but I cut her off.
"It's okay. It was bound to happen. I'm not as beautiful as you. I'm not as confident as you. I'm not as perfect as you." I smile sadly.
"But you are. You really are. The way he looks at you." I scoff. She ignored me. "It makes me wonder why he broke off whatever happened between you guys." The last part came off as a whisper.
"But he chose you didn't he? And I respected his decision." I turn my heel and went to leave.
"But he didn't." was the last thing I heard before I opened the school gate and walked home.
This is a sample of what it would be like if I wasn't lazy. Horrible I know. I'm redundant. I don't know how to space stuff and while writing the story I think of more plot twists that twist my head. So I stick to reading. It's not really a plot but the basicallity (is that a word?) is there and yah.
- XOXO Lauren
