Chapter 8 A Real 180
MEGAN
Crash and burn. That’s how I see my life today.
HIS REJECTION caused me physical pain. No one ever rejected me. In fact, men mostly wanted to stick their d**k in me. That was a little bit harsh, but that was the exact truth. I mean, I never pushed myself to anyone just to get their attention, but my bravado di
not affect Forrest.
I admired his self-control, and that pissed me off at the same time. And he kissed my forehead. He. Kissed. Me. On. My. Freaking. Forehead. Did I look like his freaking grandma?
“Hey! Look at you. So f*****g hot!” My gay classmate, Jonas, gushed as he dragged me toward the crowd. I was surprised to see him here, but I was kind of glad he came all by himself.
“So do you. Are you single?” Adrenaline rushed through us as we danced to
