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"And I knohat that , clearly pissed

She’s pissed at er nails "I said I would try Jesus"

"I’ her phone-- "that I think if it weren’t for Jared, then you would go You have to try, Tate He said he wouldn’t have any proble there"

My face flushed with elanced at Ben I never aired my dirty laundry for others to witness "Oh, he wouldn’t have any probleuess since I have the dickhead’s perratitude"

"Well, Jared isn’t the race master, and doesn’t say who’s in or out I can invite who I like," Ben assured as he got up "I need a Gatorade Do either of you need anything?" he asked, probably looking for an escape while KC and I settled our little argu out soot it" He walked off inside the cafeteria My gaze followed him as I appreciated how nice he looked in his jeans Well, there was that at least

KC’s voice broke my trance "So if Jared’s a dickhead, then what a him?" KC’s voice was calm, but I could tell by her point-blank stare and pursed lips that anger boiled underneath

Jared was a dickhead It wasn’t an assu tirabkept slipping away

"You tell me He’s a prick You know it, and I know it" What the hell was I doing? "But what you don’t realize is that he using you He’s using you to get under my skin He cares about you as much as Liam did when he cheated"

Shit! Too far

I was done for The look on her face punctured my chest I’d hurt her, and I hoped she would huff and puff and eventually see reason But the look in her eyes left me with only doubt

After a few rabbing her tray "You know, Jared asked ht noant his company a lotAnd I let her leave, because I understood her disappointht now, I didn’t even like myself

As much as I tried to take part in a conversation when Ben returned, ument with KC My dad always toldas I say it nicely

And fkout my words like a five year old

I could’ve handled it so much better You knohat they say about best laid plans? My eot away from me, and she probably went to cry on Jared’s shoulder I’ll bet he was lapping this up

As I pushed through AP English and Govern with exhaustion and was in no way energized for practice or the dinner out that randmother had planned

"Sit down everyone, please!" Mrs Penley shouted over the clatter of hter We had just finished our discussion on the assigned chapters in Catcher in the Rye and were ized about the story Half of the story like they thought, and everyone liked the idea of the rebellious teenager who sarettes

The discussion had sucked for me We’d been forced to move our desks into a circle, so that we couldress on Operation Kill Tate and KC

The silvery feeling coursing down s made ically disappear

I wouldn’t care if you were alive or dead

I hated ad to myself that I did care whether he was alive or dead I’d been stung every day he didn’t wantout is weakening you Grandht I was in no better position now than I was before I decided to fight back

"Now, class," Mrs Penley instructed fronues Ren-up sheet outside the door, and you can pick your day Your ave you or you can choose another one withfor Oscar-worthy perforet scared This isn’t theater after all Just perforave you explaining how that ue reinforces the theme of the book or filet out notebooks and copy down the assign like you don’t care is not letting it go

Isn’t it about tiht back?

I want your heart to be free

Weariness wadded my heart I turned around to look at Jared His eyes lifted from his notebook, and his eyes sharpened on me

I wanted to walk down the hall and know there was no pain around the next corner I wanted hiain

But that baggage that you aren’t letting out is weakening you