Y/N just moved to the sunny state of Cali and is taking in all of her new surroundings living a carefree life as a collage student. However, when she sees her crush from high school things come crashing down around her.
She is madly in love with Je...
Song to listen to while reading this chapter: Hate Me (Sometimes) by Stand Atlantic
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Y/N's POV:
I sighed as I flopped down on my bed, opening my laptop. Billie and Jenna are absolutely horrid together. They adore making my life terrible, but maybe I low key like they way they hate me. It kinda makes things fun honestly.
Looking at the assignment again, I realized I definitely couldn't take it on all by myself. We are supposed to complete this assignment with our partners, for a damn reason. The assignment is to pick a national monument, and write about the history surrounding it. Then after we are finished with that, we are required to make a poster board with information and pictures based on the monument that we chose.
I know that there's absolutely no way in hell that Jenna will actually help me out on this. She's most definitely getting high, and/or drunk at that stupid party! I checked my phone, seeing I had a text from an unknown number. By the nature of the text, I realized it's definitely from Billie.
Text conversation between you and Billie
Unknown:
Yo yo fart face, where ya at? Thought you was coming to my crib! Would be a shame if ya couldn't make it!
[Contact name changed to burrito head]
Sighing, I shook my head as I read her message planning on what I'd text back.
Y/N: Yeah, no thanks Billie I'm really just trying my best to get this assignment finished. Not trying to fail collage unlike you and Jenna.
I chuckled at her response, shaking my head. This girl is absolutely a psycho, there's no doubt about it!
burrito head:
Aight well your girlfriend and I are gonna make out then. She's so high and drunk right now, I'm highly certain she wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
I then became concerned for some odd reason. Not sure why I'm feeling concerned for a mini devil who makes my life a fiery pit, but it happened. I brushed it off, thinking it's just my motherly caring senses kicking in before I sent my reply.
Y/N:
Yeah whatever you say Billie, how drunk is she anyways? Also, Jenna isn't my girlfriend so truthfully I don't care one bit. Go right ahead Eilish!
Yeah as much as I absolutely hate to admit it, I low key felt upset after she said that. Of course I'll never let her know that though.
