against my friends' wishes, I continued to talk to James. they told me he was a hoe, and that he only wanted sex from me. I didn't care what they said. I started to notice him more and more in school. I saw him every day in the assembly hall, before third period, in lunch, and I even had gym with him every other day. we talked more and more, and I discovered that he was a very interesting person. he was intelligent, a little psyco, and he actually liked rock music. well, heavy metal anyways. the more i knew about him, the more he became more like me. I shouldve asked him out right then, but I didn't. I chose to make this guy armand my boyfriend.
that's armand. I know, he looks weird.
so anyways, my relationship with armand was average. we never saw eachother outside school, he treated me almost like a friend, not a girlfriend. we talked on the phone, facebook, texting, etc. but all the while James was there, watching, waiting. i got his number and we started to text and talk on the phone every day. we got closer, and closer. then one day, I broke....
¡[dommie•vicious]!
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