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Shyanne’s Outfit

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Shyanne was looking around the streets, browsing. Today she had opted not to drag Rylan with her only because she was going to be really quick, just grab a few things and go. She’d had a realitively bad week, and what always made her feel better? Shopping, spending money that she didn’t have to earn back, being free! She had just gone to a clothes store and picked out a cute new top. Today she was wearing a floral dress and wedges, her hair down and free, her makeup done as she usually did. Being alone wasn’t so bad! Though she did miss having her followers to talk to. Or Rylan, to gossip with on the way.

She saw a cute little boutique not too far away and was going to head into it, spotting a little bag that she was just dying to have. She hummed to herself as she fiddled with her current purse thrown over her shoulder. She could totally spare the cash! Her dad was loaded after all!

She was about to enter the store when she heard a voice that pissed her off. She felt her face turn down into a frown as he flopped himself right in front of her, blocking her way to the store. She folded her arms across her chest as she regarded Brad coolly, her hands accenting her cleavage as she did so. She saw the bear in his hands and her irriation grew.

”What do you want, Brad?” She snapped. God, this asshole… did he seriously believe he had any room to talk to her?! He didn’t! ”You know what! Never mind! I don’t care. Now get out of my way.”

She bypassed him then, deciding not to go into the store. Instead, she just walked down the path, away from Brad, making sure that he had a generous view of her curves as she strut away from him.

Shyanne continued to walk away from her ex, her head held high. She knew that he’d follow her again, he always did, this whole routine was so predictable. She was fully prepared to continue walking away, despite the words she heard seeping into her ears when he continued to try and chase her. Shyanne knew why he chased her – she was her, after all, but the fact that he seemed so sure he had a chance? Yeah, right.

”The only person happy to see the other right now is you, Brad. And Rylan is in the house. I don’t need company twenty four seven, unlike you.” Even though most of the time, Shyanne was flanked by others. She claimed not to care about whatever it was Brad did with his time, though she couldn’t help but wonder who he’d been with. Sluts, probably. He was always with sluts. Brad sucked that way. Sluts like Maddie. Her face contorted into rage as she thought about that boyfriend stealing bitch.

Brad’s last remark stopped Shyanne short, her face twisting into one of offense. She whirled around to face Brad, staring at him right in his goddamn attractive face. Then without hesitation, she drew her hand up and shoved him backwards. It was light, but got her point across.

”What the hell? Wrinkles?! Puh-lease. You are literally begging me to acknowledge you. I already know you’re obsessed with me.” She smiled, coyly, and tilted her head slightly to the side. ”And I don’t care. You and I are done. Go screw yourself – or ask Maddie. I bet she’d do it.”

Shyanne was not impressed by the desperate look in her ex boyfriend’s eyes, nor did I cause her to feel any sort of pity for him. He was just like all the other guys on the team except for Seamus – a total attention whore. Because she wasn’t throwing herself at him he suddenly wanted her again. He could have had her on his arm a year ago but he went and messed up, and now she had so many men on her arm and none of them were him.

”You aren’t swaying me with that. Ask Seamus to teach you how to pout, his works.” She snapped, but he was still in front of her. He was holding out the teddy bear and she regarded it with icy eyes, hating the fact that it was so adorable What gave him the right to offer her a cute teddy bear? She loved stuffed animals! She glanced up at his face and maybe for a second she almost tried to believe him. She reached out and grabbed the bear, turning it over in her hands. It really was so cute. He could be sweet when he was actually trying to be. ”One date…”

She turned the bear over for another second, and then shoved the bear into Brad’s face, causing him to kiss the bear’s cute stitched mouth.

”One date would be disastrous. How stupid do you think I am, to believe you? I know your reputation. I know you sleep with a bunch of poor, desperate girls.” She said. She glared into his eyes, the ice cold expression back. ”I am neither poor nor desperate. So. Buzz off.”

At Brad’s comment, Shyanne’s jaw dropped. Good luck finding someone that wants you. Ouch. Just because she didn’t put out? She wasn’t a total prude! She didn’t mind doing things with boys. She just hadn’t given up her virginity yet! She’d go down on guys, or give them hand jobs but she never was willing to let the actual sex happen. She was saving it for someone who she really wanted to be with. But if no one would want to be with her if she didn’t put out, how was she supposed to find a guy? How was she supposed to meet her Troy? She knew she wasn’t Gabriella (and she hated that bitch) but Troy was so in love with her. How was she supposed to find a cute guy, who she met on New Years’ Eve at a karaoke party? It wasn’t fair. She squeezed her hands into fists. It wasn’t fair. She hated that Brad saying that had an effect this strong on her. She was Shyanne Volle for Christs’ sake! She was gorgeous and the guys at the school all wanted her.

But then again she wasn’t real with boys. All they wanted was sex and she’d appease them for a while, but then dump them before she could be pressured into taking off her pants. In Brad’s case, he’d been the only one she was considering sleeping with... until she found out he wasn’t satisfied and slept with someone else on the side. She held her head up high and shoved Brad’s shoulder with hers as she passed him.

”I’m sure Maddie would love that bear.” She spat.

Of course Brad was going to continue to me an asshole about it. Shyanne wondered what she ever saw in him. Actually, though she said that in her thoughts, she knew why. When they were dating, they were really good together. He was always so sweet like he was earlier. He’d give her things and devote himself to her... God, she’d been so devastated when she heard he’d cheated on her. With some second rate bitch, too! She always appreciated things she got from him. Well, okay, maybe she hadn’t ever said anything. She always just took it as though she expect it and giggled about it.

But... deep down, she had appreciated everything.

Shyanne was going to keep walking away, even after he mentioned that she gave out hand jobs to avoid sex, because what did she care?! She was her own person! If she didn’t want to have sex then so be it! The guys she dated were lucky to have her pleasure them in any way! And as for when she’d lose her virginity, she didn’t know or care because right now she had no intentions of that happening! Brad’s last comment made her stop, though, when he mentioned there was a bet among the football players. She could remember a few times, where she’d come over to Seamus looking annoyed at his teammates, roughhousing them and telling them to shut up about something, but whenever she’d come over they just laughed and Seamus dismissed it. Did he know, too? She whirled around to glare at Brad’s back as he walked away. From the back, he really did look a lot like Chad.

”What?!” She shrieked, storming over and grabbing her ex-boyfriend by the arm. She turned him around and then slapped him clean across the face, not caring if there were people around them. ”You have the nerve to try to ask me out when you know a bet like that is going on?! If you cared even a little bit about me, you’d have shut them up! That’s why I’ll never take you back because you try to treat me like a whore even if you act otherwise! The only reason you cheated on me was because you were frustrated I wouldn’t give you any!”