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I wiped my tears dry as I looked at myself in the mirror

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I wiped my tears dry as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was done crying over my cheating ex—he caused more heartbreak than happiness and I was over it. It was time to move on with my life and leave the past in the past.

Sure he was my boyfriend since 11th grade, my first time, my first love— but that all changed the moment he decided to stick his dick into someone else's vagina. I should've known that going to separate colleges would ruin us. His dream was UCLA, mine was USC. There was no way in hell that I was giving my dream up for a man.

"Yaya, please tell me that you are done crying over that no good son of a bitch." Elizabeth my best friend called from the other side of the door. I opened the door with a huff and she instantly wrapped her arms around my neck.

"He doesn't deserve your tears, baby girl."

Elizabeth Parker has been my best friend since we got paired up as roommates in freshman year. She was a blonde bombshell— big boobs, fat ass, brains, and beauty. Most people underestimated Elizabeth because she was a blonde. What they didn't know was that the 5'8 girl was just as smart as Albert Einstein thanks to her photographic memory.

She was the sweetest ever, but don't let that fool you. Elizabeth was all about loyalty and she was loyal to her friends. If you popped off at the mouth about her girls then you got popped in the mouth. Simple.

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