Leak | A THIRTY SEVEN

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I watched Will's eyebrows pinch together, honey brown eyes filled with bewilderment as he gawked at the screen. "Oh. My. God."

My lips curled in satisfaction to his reaction. "I told you."

"How, how had I never known such a thing existed...?" He stammered, voice barely above a whisper. "If there was some girl this obsessed about Garren that they'd make a page dedicated to him, I should've known."

We were perched by the upper floor of the clubhouse, sat on a window ledge as wide as a bus shelter bench. Our conversation had led to me mentioning the fan club website for Garren and Will took immediate action.

Grabbing a laptop and hooking it up to the Wi-Fi, he didn't waste a second to see if I was pulling his leg. His gobsmacked face did not disappoint, I was tempted to snap a photo.

He was even only on the homepage, eyes fixated on the dashboard portrait of our sociopathic club captain.

"It's very disturbing how many pictures are on here." said Will. "I mean, Garren takes maybe forty selfies a day but this is still weird. Like, cultic level weird."

"Amina goes on it too." I piped.

"Wow, shocker." quipped Will. "Oh god, there's a comment section too? Don't want to even imagine what sort of depraved, objectifying things these horny weirdoes have been posting."

"You wanna read some?"

"Um, yes." Will had already clicked to open the most recent posts.

That was how we went about to busy ourselves for the first ten minutes of break and came across some of the most easily uncomfortable complimenting we'd ever seen. There were terms, phrases in which I'd never picked up to learn then a variety even Will had never heard of
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"This is so unfair. Here are these creepy nobodies who ignorantly put out their erotic fantasies online. While I'm too scared to think of half of these near Garren in case he'll read me." Will pouted with arms crossed.

"That's rough." I patted his shoulder sympathetically and he flopped his head on my shoulder dramatically.

"So hey…" The pouty blonde started. “Is it true you're banging Alger Hess?"

Every inch of me shuddered in repulse. Not even Will's wonderful shampoo could ward it off. Feeling my body stiffen, he lifted his head to pass me a nervous look. "Is he the um, boy you mentioned before that you admire?"

"Hell no." I said sharply.

For a moment, I had almost fooled myself to believe it was just some nightmare. That I hadn't had my lips violated in the hallways where numerous witnesses were present. It was even more of a show stopper since I stood out in a crowd now.

I hated how he'd caught me when my defenses were down again. What was with the timing? When I finally snapped out of the trance to try to push the parasite off me, he trapped my face between his firm grip that I had to bite my way free. He didn't look deterred standing with a bloody lip.

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