Hello! I decided to start writing stories in my free time! I just randomly think up situations, and what I'd do in them. This is one of them. Let's do this!
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In my life, I've learned that if you break up with someone, 25% of the time, you'll hate them, 25% you'll be depressed, 45% it's a mixture of the two, and 5% you'll both be ok with it. This time, I was 100% made of hatred for him. It started when he asked to be my boyfriend. I said yes, and I was so happy. Then one day, we changed seats in English. I ended up sitting next to one of his best friends, Amy. We chatted, in our free time, and became better friends. One day, however, we became way closer. "You know, Jake's a pretty awesome guy," Amy said, smiling. "Ya," I responded dreamily, thinking of my awesome boyfriend. "I hope you don't mind that I'm dating him," she mentioned. "W...what?" I croaked. "But... he's my boyfriend.." "Uh... no he's not. Unless..." Amy trailed off, a fire burning in her eyes. "Don't say anything about this to him. I'll meet you by the gym after lunch, where we can discuss revenge," I evily planned, smiling. "I have a good feeling that we're going to be good friends," she replied, laughing.
____________________________________________ So, please tell me what you think! This came out worse then I thought it would... But, hey! Cut me some slack, I'm doing this at 11:00 at night! Should I keep this story going, or should I start a new one? Also, please tell me if you have any improvements! Thanks for reading, and bye!
-Rainbow