So here is a shortened backstory to those not in the know:
Around 4 years ago, I broke up with my girlfriend. For a few months afterwards, she was super clingy and went through phases of hating my guts and then wanting nothing but me. So 5-6 months after I break up, she asks me out again. I firmly say "No" and she walks away saying "Ok!" in a super cheery voice.
She later posts something along the lines of
"Oh, you'll regret it. Might not be tomorrow, next week, or next year. But I'll make you regret it all before senior year. Watch me. Time me. you'll regret it."
I didn't think she was serious, but
Keep in mind, this girl might be clinically crazy. She hated my guts and crushed on me to death for the next 3 years....
So the last day of junior year was yesterday. Woohoo, 1 more year of this bullshit public education, right?
So basically, as school is getting out yesterday, she texts me to visit her in the fine arts building. I don't really have much else to do anyway, so I go for whatever reason.
She's standing there with one of her friends. Something was pretty peculiar though because they were just grinning as I walk in.
So I go over to them and I'm like "what's up? you needed me or something?"
She's all like "I have to tell you something."
I think "jesus christ, what now?"
She says "You know what I posted a few years ago about you? I still haven't gotten over it"
Out of nowhere, bitch starts kissing me. And the best part is, her fucking bitch ass friend took a god damn picture of it. She says it's going on facebook. fucking crazy bitch.
The only way I can explain how I felt was: feelsbadman.jpeg.
Good bye to my current girlfriend, is all that I can think.
I get the fuck out, and look frantically for my girlfriend.
She's already left school, so I call her and tell her what the hell just happened and not to believe whatever that bitch says.
She said she understands and we're cool. /saved!!
I then go home, pretty pissed at what happened, but relieved that at least my girlfriend won't be leaving me.
Nonetheless, the picture goes on facebook.
oh well.
So I get home, and then I tell my family what the fuck just happened.
My mom got scared and said you're movin with your auntie and uncle in belair."
I whistled for a cab and then it came near, the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought Nah forget it, yo home to belair!
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie yo homes smell ya later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of belair.