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The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch

The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch

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The Good Life By Shreya_The_Best_1602 Updated May 17

"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual.

Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do that to the guy who called you ugly?"

"Well, in the restaurant she was screaming at the both of us actually, thereby creating a scene, which doesn't exactly give a good person vibe off her. And the answer to your second question will be: I'd like to see her try." He explained, looking at me with a look of pure disgust.

"Shut up." I yelled, loud enough for him to hear. Who did this guy think he was? I paid for his, Okay, their fucking dinner at eleven P.M. The least he could do was be polite to me or just shut up entirely. 

"And if I choose not to?" He questioned, looking amused. 

He's as good as dead then.


Jessica Walkers was just your everyday counsellor, nothing out of the blue. Her past...let's just not go into that. Her present, now that we can talk about. She had decided to live as a bachelorette for the rest of her useless life. But is it that simple when your old crush comes back and also when you've kissed your best friend's boyfriend, accidentally of course? 

I don't think so. 

It wasn't simple. 
She had to deal with the guy who called her an A class bitch. 
Without falling for his charm.

NOTE: The word 'cause' which is supposed to be written as 'cause is spelled as cause' throughout the story. I'll try changing it.

Life is cruel. The world is just too harsh. Everyone has a story, some worse than others. Some just can't tolerate the pain any longer and begin to hate themselves to the extent where they cut their own skin. It's extremely devastating and awful to acknowledgez 😔
True but it's never easy to move on. It's easier said than done. Perhaps I've never self harmed or can relate to those immense dreadful stuff many go through but that doesn't mean I don't sympathies or try to see their opinion & perspective.
It's like a way to feel better I guess, instead of killing your self...🤷‍♀️ (idk I don't do it)
So true, wish everyone could share the same perspective 😔
It could be very overwhelming if all those things happen at once
So true. Oh and the 'their' is meant to be in replacement for the 'there' that's used for different sentences.