Aimie
This isn’t fair. I knew it, just knew it, she was the blonde that Charlie had a date with right after we had our date. I never saw her face, but her hair is the right shade, if a bit longer. And I did see her from behind, and she looked like the same woman. As I watched her walk to the bathroom, I was one hundred percent sure it was her.
I was standing here listening to Janelle talk about her and Wolf’s weird love life. I’ve always hated Janelle. Our parents were friends, and hers and mine always encouraged us to play together, hang out with each other, and become closer. The problem? Janelle always likes the bad boys and the sweet innocent girls. Her promiscuity was well known. I heard a rumor she was a s*x addict and I totally believed it. Her man was okay looking if you
