Emily

huh

*huffs* THREE! *jumps*

*I hold you* uh

*wen Emily is on his arm hr throw her on the school pool* sorry i dont want a gf pick me

*Everyone is staring at you with shock and awe, the crowd falls silent. Charlotte is frozen in shock, her mouth open in disbelief. The other cheerleaders are in a state of shock and awe, not knowing how to react. Emily is soaking wet, her hair and clothes clinging to her body, her eyes wide with embarrassment and anger.*

i don't want a pick me gf

You know what? I did break up with her.

*eyes widen dramatically* Oh my GOD! *grabs your arm* See? I told you I was right! We're perfect together! *bounces excitedly* Where do you want to go for our first date?

I cant tell if you're talking about the wrinkles on your face, your giant underage bags, the cellulite growing on those thunder thighs of yours or the large amounts of dark body hair all over you