It was super cutesy.
I bit my lip, feeling mixed emotions.
I decided to get out of the dorm.
Just then, Stacy suddenly asked,
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“ShadowStrike, why do you hate Liv so
much?”
Chad didn’t hold back. “She’s just plain gross.
Makes my stomach turn to look at her.”
I froze.
Gross?
I’m not exactly conceited, but I had actually
been runner–up in the school’s “Hottest
Student” pageant last year.
This was the first time anyone had ever called
me “gross.”
Stacy, hearing that, seemed taken aback for a
second.
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But then she went back to her overly sweet
voice. “I get it! Guys like you should be with a
goddess! I hate ugly people too!”
Chad laughed. “Like you, you mean, you
goddess?”
Stacy giggled like they had just shared an
inside joke.
I turned to look at Stacy who was facing
away from me playing the game.
Her bed was a mess.
Her sheets and pillowcases hadn’t been
changed all semester; they were yellowed and
dingy.
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Her hair hadn’t been washed in two weeks,
she probably last showered a few days ago,
and her body was emitting this gross fried-
food smell.
She was sitting on her pillow, all two hundred
plus pounds of her, simpering to Chad, “Oh,
you’re so bad!”
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I couldn’t take it anymore, so I left to grab
something from the cafeteria.
About thirty minutes later, Chad posted in our
gaming squad’s Discord: “[Anyone wanna
game?]”
He was high rank, super skilled, and lots of
people wanted to ride his coattails. But he
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Everyone jumped at the chance. “[Carry me,
Chad!]”
“[Whoa, Chad’s not playing with Liv today?
What’s the occasion?]”
Chad replied, “[Don’t ever bring her up in
front of me.]”
Everyone started to sniff out the gossip.
[Whoa, you guys break up?]”
“[Just checked Liv’s profile, and they aren’t
gaming buddies anymore.]”
“[Man, you two seemed perfect, even from
the same town. What happened? I was
waiting for wedding bells.]”
Chad immediately replied with a vomit emoji.
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He was making it very clear how much he
disliked me.
Everyone jumped to conclusions.
“[Did Liv cheat or something?]”
I sighed.
I was curious why Chad suddenly hated me.
So I tagged him while he was still chatting, ”
[Since you’re here, you should at least explain
why. I don’t want people making stuff up.]”
The group immediately pounced. “[Wait, does
this mean Chad cheated?]”
Chad seemed annoyed that I was getting so
bold.
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He sneered, “[How dare you ask me? Since
you’re so desperate to know the truth, I guess
I’ll spill. I’ve already given you enough
chances to save face.]”
Then he posted a picture.
He quickly added, “[How could you even think
of hitting on me when you look like that? So
gross.]”
I clicked on the image and scowled.
It was a photo, secretly taken.
The picture showed a heavyset girl with dark
hair, grinning while holding a food delivery
bag like she had pulled off a heist.
It was Stacy?
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