Keeping It Stereotypical

TWENTY FIVE

"Lo-Loren?" She looks up with tears welling up in her eyes, she blinks a couple of times obviously tying to stop anymore tears from dropping.

Would it be bad if I just walk away?

It's not like she deserves my sympathy but I found myself sitting on the side walk with her.

"Are you okay?" That sounds to weird to ask and stupid, of course she's not well she is f*****g crying.

"Am I that hard to love?" I thought she was just going to say she's fine that I should leave her alone but I guess we are going to have a conversation now.

Gosh.

The tears that she blinked away earlier came rushing down, my heart softens seeing Loren like this, she seemed to always have everything in control, confident

but I guess not.

She looks so fragile.

"No, you are not." Maybe I am telling her what she needs to hear but the truth I never got to know her that well so I really don't know.

"Funny you are saying that." She let out a soft laugh which didn't meet the eyes at all.

"You hate me." She looked right into my eyes, I looked away, eye contact is not my strong suit.

"Hate is such a huge word." I actually do hate her but I am not going to say that to her face, obviously.

"All they want is s*x, no one ever stays for a minute conversation. I feel used every time, I see the way they look at me in the hallway, like I am an object, I choose to ignore." She cleans her tears. I don't know what to say, it must be hard for her.

"Never had a real boyfriend, they only come over for s*x, no one asks about my wellbeing." I awkwardly looked at her thinking of what to say that would make

her feel better or something near better.

"Well it's their loss, you are..." I paused not knowing any good word to describe with except for b***h.

I can try tho.

"A confident and beautiful woman." At least that's not lies. She smiled at me before looking up at the night stars.

"Then there's Bryce," My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Bryce's name,"The first guy that sat to actually talk to me, during detention we talked for

over 20 minutes straight before we were dismissed. I haven't genuinely laughed like that before but guess what he wants nothing to do with me." Her words

caught me off guard, I honestly don't know what to say at the moment.

"I am jealous of you, I see the way Nate looks at you." She stops.

"I truly am sorry for ever making out with him." And sleeping with him countless of time but what do I care, she keeps him busy from focusing on me.

"Wait a minute, you and Bryce." She looked right at me, my heart beating hard as what's to come after that sentence.

"You guys are close right? Can you help me put in a good word or two, so we could go out with me?" I breathed out in relief but wait, did she just ask me to set her up with Bryce.

This b***h.

I should have ignored her and gone the hell home, she played me. I should have known, I mean she managed to be right outside the school in the night, crying

where anyone can see her, knowing fully well I stay over for practice. She wanted me to see her.

She f*****g played me.

She pretends to be in tears, knowing that Bryce and I are friends so she could manipulate me to get him to ask her out.

"Sure." I gave a fake smile.

Classic Loren.

Just then a car parks in front of us, thank goodness.

"I have to go my ride is here." Another fake smile.

"Thanks Mel." I stood up leaving the b***h.

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I stared at my history note hella confused as hell, just then I hear rattling coming from the window before I could stand to check what's the is about, Bryce appeared at the window. I stood up immediately moving to the window I had shut earlier which is preventing him from coming in.

"What are you doing here?" I glared at the guy behind the glass.

"Can you at least open your window?" I weighed my options, I could leave him there and continue studying, when he is tired he will leave, or open the window to find out what the hell he wants.

I chose the latter.

I opened it and he got in my room.

"Now, what do you want?" I folded my arms.

"Take, lets watch this, I heard it's really good." I stared at the movie he drops on the bed before he himself dropped on my f*****g bed.

You have got to be kidding me.

He did not just come here to... Gosh!.

How do I kill a very annoying teenage boy

"Get out." I simply said staring intensively at him.

"Oh come on, Princess, here I thought we have passed that stage." What f*****g stage?

"I will drag you out my self, Bryce." I threatened even though we both know I won't be able to back out my actions with words.

"Sexy." He smirked, and for a second I was hypnotized. Keyword, for a second. I immediately came to my senses and realisation of my current mission to get him out.

"Try me." I honestly hope he doesn't, I will just make a fool out of my self.

"Chill Princess, just a movie, I am not sleeping here again." He pouted which immediately got my distracted as stared at those lips, remembering how soft they were and how amazing it was when it was moulded on mine.

Stop it Mel, bad Mel.

"Okay fine, then you leave." I said in defeat.

"See it wasn't that hard now, was it?" I rolled my eyes at his statement.

"By the way, you might want go get popcorn downstairs before we start." No seriously how do I kill this guy?.

I was about to walk towards the door when the door opens and reveals my worst nightmare.

Nate