Tristian

The day after our "date" I was still bursting out laughing every time I thought about it. I still can't believe she actually fell for it, you would think that she was smarter than that but I guess you never really know.

I hear my ringtone and look at the caller ID
"Crap" I hiss, it's my grandfather. I've been trying to avoid his calls
I pick up the phone. "Tristian, I need you to get ready immediately led are having very important guest tonight and I want to make a good impression." He says

"Wow,I can't even get a hello, How impolite of you Pops." I snort

"I do not have time for your games Tristan, be ready by seven o'clock." He hangs up.

I'm used to though all he ever cares about are good impressions. Well screw him, I can't stand that old man.

I wish he would hurry up and die, he already has one foot in the grave anyway.

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Marie

On my way to Jeans office I seethe. If Tristian thinks he can just humiliate me and then walk awaybhe has another thing coming.

I messed with the wrong girl and he would pay.

Yes, I would demand retribution.

Ha, I have to laugh at myself. I'm so damatic.

I walk into Jeans office and sit on the couch. God I hate this place, it tries to hard to be comfortable with makes me even more uncomfortable.

"Hello, Marie how have you been?"

Hmmm. Well let's see, my long time crush, humiliated me, my mother is sad and desperate for the love of a man who doesn't want her and and I'm having thoughts of murder and revenge, and I've recently become obsessed with Froot Loops.

I can't say any of those he would probably try to prescribe me some bullshit medicine, so I do what I do best. Lie.

"I'm doing great I actually think our sessions are workig Jean, I haven't been this happy in a really long time." I say

He smiles " I'm really glad to hear that Marie, I was starting to get concerned.

For some reason that nearly makes me hysterical.

Oh, Jean I think. You should be concerned.

After my session with Jean I come home to an empty, dark house.

Its the usual so I'm not surprised. My father's probably out chasing some barely legal girl and my mother's probably somewhere crying about it.

I make my way to my room and begin to think about Tristian. It makes me angry all over again.

Sitting in my bed all alone I begin to plot my revenge.

Be prepared Tristan, you'll get whats due.

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Song: Pity Party by Melanie Martinez

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