faking it ◉ c.d

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◉leah

"cameron, let's go!" i yelled, getting in the car.

he was and has been my ride ever since he got his license.

i would have driven off and left him, but i also would have gotten in a lot of trouble, but it's not like i actually care that much.

i watched as he hugged some girl goodbye while grabbing her ass.

then i realized it was stacy palmer, the biggest bitch/slut/every bad name in the whole universe.

she literally sucks. like alot. especially dick. why would he be grabbing her ass like that?

i started to beep the horn a million times, triggering him to start running.

"what the hell, leah?"

"you were taking long and i wanna go home."

"i was trying to get with stacy."

"the one who's a hoe?"

"she's not a hoe."

"wow, you're stupid if you actually think that." i laughed, texting gilinsky the deets about tonight.

"who are you texting?"

"it doesn't concern you."

he grabbed my phone and laughed, "haha, 'jack ♡♡'?"

"give me my phone, cameron." i reached for it as he moved his arm away.

"why does jack have hearts and i dont?"

"because you suck and you do things like this." i grabbed my phone.

"i don't suck, i drive you to and from school everyday."

"involuntarily, dumbass."

"i buy you food."

"whenever you want food or want to see stacy, not when i do and you don't even pay for my food."

"i drive you to the mall."

"again, to see stacy and other hoes at the mall."

"well, you're pessimistic."

"no i just don't like the fact that you think you're nice to me when you're really annoying."

"and you're a huge bitch to me. you call me stupid and say you hate me all the time."

"its not my fault you take it seriously. i say i hate you because you get on my nerves but you're not like my enemy or anything."

"but we're also not friends."

"because you act differently towards everyone. why would i be friends with someone who jokes with me at home and taunts me at school?"

we pulled up to his house, "bye leah." he sighed, looking gloomy and making me feel bad.

i leaned over and gave him a big slobbery kiss on the cheek like he does to me, causing him to smile and wipe his wet cheek.

"bye cameron, pick me up at 11." i got out of the car and started walking next door.

he nodded before waving and leaving.