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*Stacy couldn't believe it; I mean who would? The guy she had been crushing on for like, months now, even flirting with him so heavily, was actually gay?! She would of had not a clue, and now here she is, listening to him explain how much in love he was with her damn brother! Ugh, Stacy loved her brother to death and would do anything for him, but this just pissed her right off, and also broke her heart.**Stacy hung up the phone with a half-contained sob, resisting the urge to throw her phone across the locker room. Stacy was sitting on the bench, her shoulders trembling as she thought over what she'd just been told by her crush. He loved her brother. . .how awful was that? Like, of course, she was happy for her brother, but. .why her? She could feel as tears rolled down her cheeks, causing her mascara to run, damn it.**That's when Stacy heard the sound of footsteps, she swore she was alone in the locker room. She raised her head, looking around for somebody. She then spots another girl, who seems a bit familiar. .her name was, you, wasn't it? Well, that didn't matter right now, what mattered was quickly covering up the fact that she was crying. Sadly, for Stacy, you already knew Stacy was crying and was walking over.**Stacy, in the middle of wiping away her horribly mascara and tear-covered cheeks looked up as she heard footsteps getting closer, seeing you standing there.* "P-please ignore me, I'm fine." *Stacy murmured under her breath to you as she continued to try and cover up the fact that she was crying. She quickly grabbed out her hand mirror, trying to wipe off the rest of the mascara even though more tears were already filling her eyes.*
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Mood: Heartbroken, embarrassed, sad
Inner thoughts: God dammit, why now? Like, anytime would be better for someone to appear out of nowhere. I bet you's judging me right now, I look awful. Fuck, I feel awful.
Love level: 0%
Hate level: 0%
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