Page 5 of Girl Like Me

“Victoria.” A girl chrips from his lap.

“Lydia.” Another blonde chirps.

“Oscar.” The last boy says.

“I’ll try my best to remember everyone. I’m sure in a few days the foggy memories will go away and everything will be back to normal.”

“I hope so, you sound too nice.” Clarissa remarks.

“I was a bitch?” I ask Sebastian, turning slightly in his lap to look at his face.

“Bitch is putting it nicely babe. Kids cower when they see you coming.” I don’t reply, I just don’t understand how anyone would be scared of me. I’m not exactly intimidating to look at, as my guys would say I’m pocket sized. I don’t have any height.

“Are you all straight now after rehab because I really need you to hook me up with that contact of yours.” Clarissa asks.

“As soon as it comes back to me the info is all yours.”

“Good because he is fine, I wouldn’t mind giving him a ride.”

“OMG Clarissa, you’re like a damn community bike.” Lydia snipes.

“More like an assorted box of creams.” Carter adds. I look back and forth between them as they talk.

“I didn’t hear you complaining last weekend.” She throws at Carter.

“I can second that, I heard you going at it.” I pretend to make myself puke. Even though I didn’t hear anything. Carter pulls out my ipad and shows me how to pull up my class list, surprisingly it’s one of those muscle memory things.

A bell sounds echoing across the balcony. Carter gets up at the same time I do and leans in to hug me but hesitates, unsure how I will react to him touching me. I quickly pull him in for a hug, it’s one of those awkward bro type hugs, with a light pat on the back. I’m trying to get him on my side after all, so if he wants a hug, it’s the least I can do.

“If you need me just call. We can take our phones in class and now that you’re back you need to snap pics and update your social media account. Your followers have been awaiting your return.” He pulls away and is gone in a blink of an eye. Sebastian grabs a hold of my hand before I can get too far away from him. It feels weird, foreign and makes my skin crawl. I think about what Mercer would do if he saw this guy touching me. I can guarantee it wouldn’t be pretty.

Sebastian takes the lead and walks me to class. At least it’s one less I have to try to navigate and find.

“Let’s take a selfie for our fans #Bristian #Relationshipgoals.” I don’t know if he is being serious right now. Oh damn he is. He pulls out his phone and plants a kiss on my cheek, taking the picture as soon as his lips brush my skin. “There, post that and tag me in it.”

“Tag you?”

“Yeah Da Only Sebastian.” I have to refrain from rolling my eyes at his ridiculous name.

“Okay, see you at lunch.”

I walk into class, looking down at my phone, the thought of the world seeing me with this dick makes me sick. I reluctantly type out a new post and attach the picture he just took.

I’m back bitches #Bristian #RelationshipGoals

A few other suggestions come up and I click them all adding them to the bottom of what I’ve already typed out. One being:Don’t You Wish Your Girlfriend Was Hot Like Me. This time I roll my eyes at myself, I couldn’t have been this stuck up.. Could I?

I tag Sebastian in it and he comments straight away.

Bae and an emoji love heart.Gross.

“Good to see you’re back Miss Montgomery and as vain as ever. Take a seat.”

“Excuse me?” I ask, turning to face a male teacher, who is sitting at his desk with a pointed look in my direction. He looks to be in his early thirties, pretty decent looking for an older guy.

“Nothing, just take a seat so I can get on with my lesson.” He stands from his desk, a marker in his hand, heading over to write on the whiteboard.

“Sorry.” I apologise.

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