"Hey."
"Oh, erm, you're awake. Sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"You're so cute, when you don't know what to say. I love it."
Max is a really attractive guy, but he did not use it. I mean, he never goes out until the dawn is breaking. He is so unlike me, though sometimes so alike. It is strange.
"How was it?", I asked him. He slept beside me in my bed because he and his roommate had a fight about me.
Yeah, they fought about me. Me who was only interested in Max. Peris was just a guy that thinks he is gorgeous an cool.
"Fine."
"Nice", I said.
I was a girl who can't get enough of guys. I played and betrayed every guy.
But I know I cannot betray Max.
He is a good guy. He is a believing Christian. He tries to do the right thing, make peace and he loves listening to music from the 60s. But he is not gay, otherwise he would not be lying beside me.
"I think your roommates smell a rat."
"That's 'kay.
"What?" He wants to stand up, but I hold him back.
"They are used to smell a rat." I grinned widely. "Really, Max. Don't worry. They don't even ask what's going on in here."
"The more you say the more I feel ashamed because of being with you."
Now I was mad. I mean, really mad. What is this supposed to mean? I'm not scum or anything. "What?"
He stands up, however, I don't stop him. "I have to go. If anyone finds out about us - or your smelling rat roommates do gossip, they will tell around and teas me because of that. And I am not able to stand that."
"You are ashamed 'cause of me? Is it that? And if, take your trunk and get the hell outta here!"
Now I'am alone and lonely and cryning the hell out of me. I sent Nic and Ash - my roommates - away. They wanted to comfort me, but I don't need to be comforted.
Nic and Ash are just pretending to feel sorry for me. I know they are laughing behind my back, because superhot Max Miller ran away from me.
Me, the most attractive girl here on the campus.
I am going to be like Marilyn Monroe.
Hot and attractive and popular and with a load of friends.
And lonely. Missunderstood. Just a toy for guys. Without friends. And drugged up to the eyeballs.
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I am sorry for my style. English is not my first language, but German. So maybe the text sounds weird to you.
And I personally have nothing against Marilyn Monroe - these characteristics are just facts from some bios that are listed at google or wikipedia.
Be honest, but not rude or mean.
