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I don’t want him back! Go
ahead!”
    “You need to be taught a lesson, bitch, and
you’re gonna learn today not to fuck with us or our men!” Jackie
said.
    Suddenly, a teacher walked in the
bathroom!
    “What’s going on in here?” Ms. Levins asked,
who was an attractive young teacher that taught English and two
computer classes.
    Jackie and Willow stepped fast away from the
stall while Felicity still stood in it.
    “Nothing,” Jackie lied. “Let’s go,” she said
to Willow.
    Ms. Levins looked at Jackie and Willow as
they left the bathroom. She looked at Felicity. “It doesn’t pay to
be the kind of girl you are, and now you’re seeing that
firsthand.”
    Felicity looked
shocked! “I don’t know what you’re talking
about. You don’t even know me and I don’t know you, so whatever,”
she said, and then walked past Ms. Levins and out of the bathroom.
Since it was a teacher, she didn’t want to risk getting in trouble
by cussing her out, but she was very upset about what she’d said to
her about what kind of a girl she was.
    While she walked down the hall, the bell
rang for second period. She continued to walk through the hall as
she texted Erin to tell her what’d just happened to her in the
bathroom. She looked up and saw Sloan staring right at her. She ran
up to him! “Sloan, baby, please. We need to talk and we need to
talk right now.”
    He stared down at her. “We have nothing to
talk about, Felicity.”
    “Bae, please . I know you have your study
period this hour. Please can we talk? Please . It’s important,” she pleaded.
She looked around and saw Jackie as she was all over Allen, and
Willow as it appeared that she was texting someone. She walked in
the other direction with Sloan as she hooked her arm in
his.
    He sighed. “Just who are you tryin’ to piss
off, Felicity?”
    “No one,” she said with a smile. “Let’s go
to my car and talk. I don’t wanna stay in this school.”
    He continued to stare at her as they walked
down the hall and then out of school to her car.
    Minutes later, they sat in her car as she
sung loud to a favorite song of hers while dancing in her seat.
    He stared at her with a look of confusion,
and then turned off the radio.
    “What? Just what the hell did you do that
for?” she asked.
    “You said that you wanted to talk to me about something
important, and I don’t think coming into your car so I can see you
jam to your favorite song is something important.”
    She grinned. “You’re right, it isn’t.”
    “So why am I here?”
    “Because I think we should talk about
getting back together, bae.”
    He looked at her like he knew that she
wasn’t serious at all. “You give me one good reason why we should
get back together, Felicity.”
    “Well, because for starters, you didn’t mean
it when you broke up with me. I know you didn’t, bae,” she said, as
she tried to hold his hand.
    He pulled his hand away from her. “I did
mean it, Felicity. You didn’t give a shit that I broke up with you
and you proved that you didn’t, so stop calling me bae because
that’s the last thing I am to you.”
    She stared at him. “And just how did I prove
it, Sloan?”
    “By fucking Allen after
school the day I broke up with you and then posting a picture of
yourself in his room laying in his fuckin’ bed and wearing his
T-shirt. And then the very next day, sucking your neighbor’s dick from across
the street that you also know has a girlfriend. You did all of this
this week, Felicity. Not to mention the shit I’ve seen on social
media about you not giving a damn about me or the fact that I broke
up with you — now you wanna act like you want me back so bad? Why
do you want me back so bad, Felicity? Because you’re trying to get
back at Willow for something? Don’t think I didn’t hear about or
see the picture of her and Jackie, as well as Trina and Cherie,
standing at the front door of your house. Just who the fuck do you
think you are? Huh? You keep