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Courtney
I slammed the door behind me. How could I be so f'n stupid?
I hate Ashton Barraman so much right now. He played me and I let him. I fell right into his trap when I should've known better. Oh my god issac. I cried. This was never meant to happen. I love him so much and I just went and destroyed it because of Asher goddamn f'n Barraman, the school's w***e. What the hell am I going to do? If I don't tell him, Asher sure will.
My mobile buzzed to pick it up and saw Isaac's name flashing on it. Guess it's now or never guess this is it? Our relationship went over because of a dumb moment. I quickly wiped my tears away. Answering it with a shaky voice. "Hello."
"Are you okay kitten?"
"I'm fine." I lied.
"No you're not. You've been crying. What happened, kitten?"
"I'm so sorry, Issac."
"What for."
I told him in detail what happened with Asher. He seemed extremely calm.
"It's okay kitten, this is that pricks fault, not yours. He came on to you."
"But l kissed him back, Isaac."
He was silent for a few seconds. s**t. He was going to dump me. he sighed. "We can get through this kitten. You made a dumb mistake because Asher backed you into a corner. He used manipulation to get to you and get what he wanted out of you."
"You're not breaking up with me."
"No kitten, I'm not. I might be angry, but I'll never break up with you for a dumb mistake as long as you promise it will never happen again."
"I promise."
"So now we get even he can't do this to my kitten.'
"And I know just how to get back at him."
"How."
"You'll see." I grinned.
"I have to go kitten. I'll see you tomorrow at school."
"Bye Isaac." I said, ending the call.
I placed my mobile down on the dresser.
Tomorrow everyone will see a different me. Tomorrow everyone will see the real me and Asher won't know what's hit him as I destroy him and his reputation.
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Courtney strode into school with her head held high. She was wearing her uniform, but she’d complemented it with a pair of buckled boots and a leather jacket with tassels and studs.
She’d put dark and smokey eyeshadow on and use eyeliner to enhance her looks.
She was going to show that son of a b***h she wasn’t who he thought she was. Her friends smiled. "Like the look, hun, you look smoking hot."
"Oh, this isn’t a new look, this is the real me."
"Girl power."
"Holy shit." Jesse said, slapping Dawson.
He turned. "What the hell Jesse?"
He pointed over at Courtney, his mouth dropped. "s**t, she’s f*****g hot. Bryce, hey Bryce." He said, slapping his best friend.
"What?!"
He pointed.
His eyes traveled over to Cortney, a sly smirk on his lips. "Who’s the new hot chick?"
"It’s Courtney you dumb ass."
"f**k s**t, she’s got me hard."
They all grinned, nodding.
"What’s going on guys?"
"I never knew your sister could look so freaking hot."
"What are you talking about, Bryce?"
He pointed over towards Courtney.
"She’s hot."
"She’s my sister!" He snapped.
"I know, don't stop me from looking."
“Hey guys, what's new?”
They all looked at Ashton. "Take a look for yourself."
He turned, looking directly at Courtney, his anger showed.
"She’s f*****g hot, don’t you think?”
"I’d tap it."
"Guys, that's my sister!"
They shrugged.
"Your d***s aren’t going anywhere near my sister. I know where all you guys have been."
The bell rang. "Come on or we’ll be late."
"Nought new then!"
"Come on Ash."
"I’ll be with you in a bit you guys, carry on."
"Sure."
They all walked away. He watched as Courtney said goodbye to her friends and approached her, slamming her against the wall, her eyes as hollow as hers. "I don’t know what your game is, Courtney, but it stops right now."
"You think this is a game? Well you’re wrong, this is me, so accept it and move on."
"You’re just a follower, a sheep."
"And you’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing, so stay the hell away from me!"
He shook his head. "No can do sheep. I’m going to make your life hell. No one and no one lets down the great Ashton Barraman."
"Well, I guess one did, so if you don’t mind. I have a lesson to get to."
“This isn’t over Courtney." He said, moving away.
"Oh but it is." She said, walking away.
He entered the class, sitting down. "Where the hell were you, Ash?"
"Taking care of a sheep."
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