Wasn’t Part of the Plan
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Chapter 6 Operation Break Ray img
Chapter 7 Not Sure About the Skirt img
Chapter 8 Who the hell reads a book at a Party img
Chapter 9 He's a Good Guy img
Chapter 10 He Wasn't there img
Chapter 11 Library img
Chapter 12 The Don'ts of a Party img
Chapter 13 Fuckin Mozart img
Chapter 14 Partners img
Chapter 15 Two Could Play this Game img
Chapter 16 Father in Name img
Chapter 17 Can't Remember Her Name img
Chapter 18 Is She Your Girlfriend img
Chapter 19 More Important Than A Party Dress img
Chapter 20 Composers img
Chapter 21 Practice img
Chapter 22 David Jacobs img
Chapter 23 Hateful Leslie img
Chapter 24 Listen to Your Guts img
Chapter 25 Dipping Cookies img
Chapter 26 Ray's Clothes img
Chapter 27 Mr Emerson img
Chapter 28 Chloe Price img
Chapter 29 I Hate Seeing Girls Cry img
Chapter 30 Real Charmer img
Chapter 31 No Friends img
Chapter 32 On a Date img
Chapter 33 More Pratice img
Chapter 34 Red Flags or Stay For Dinner img
Chapter 35 Mr and Mrs Price img
Chapter 36 The Warmest Dinner Ever img
Chapter 37 End It img
Chapter 38 Not Again img
Chapter 39 Haunted House img
Chapter 40 Karma, Definitely Karma img
Chapter 41 Great Friends img
Chapter 42 Bad Experiences img
Chapter 43 Needed the Neck For Violin img
Chapter 44 A Real Crush img
Chapter 45 Who Comes to Think in a Party img
Chapter 46 Not The Right Feelings img
Chapter 47 Always On Your Side img
Chapter 48 Kisses and Friendship img
Chapter 49 Jason Bell and Friendships img
Chapter 50 Becky and Parties img
Chapter 51 Bikini img
Chapter 52 Operation Break Ray in the Winds img
Chapter 53 Leslie img
Chapter 54 Mark and Harry img
Chapter 55 Kissy Faces img
Chapter 56 Family Issues 1 img
Chapter 57 Be My Girlfriend img
Chapter 58 Running From Ray img
Chapter 59 Fun img
Chapter 60 Track Team img
Chapter 61 Toxic and Byes img
Chapter 62 Grew Fond of Raynold Price img
Chapter 63 PDA img
Chapter 64 Who Are You and What Have You Done With My Dad img
Chapter 65 Café Flirts img
Chapter 66 Bash Your Head Into The Table img
Chapter 67 Movie Dates img
Chapter 68 Mrs Price img
Chapter 69 Issues img
Chapter 70 Nesting Together img
Chapter 71 Showers Are Pointless img
Chapter 72 Relationships and Ruin img
Chapter 73 Scot, Again img
Chapter 74 Emotions and Wrong Output img
Chapter 75 I'm Sorry img
Chapter 76 I Love You img
Chapter 77 Night Adventures img
Chapter 78 Pep Talk Didn't Do It img
Chapter 79 Beautiful Music img
Chapter 80 Does it have to be Ray img
Chapter 81 Because I can img
Chapter 82 Little Secrets img
Chapter 83 I Know Your Secret img
Chapter 84 Truth img
Chapter 85 I Love Him img
Chapter 86 She Loves You img
Chapter 87 He Still Loved Her img
Chapter 88 Love and Trust img
Chapter 89 Holier Than Thou Streak img
Chapter 90 Prom img
Chapter 91 Becky img
Chapter 92 Help! img
Chapter 93 Sacrifice For Him img
Chapter 94 Years Later img
Chapter 95 Ray and Welcome Back Parties img
Chapter 96 You and Me img
Chapter 97 David Story (1) img
Chapter 98 David's Story (2) img
Chapter 99 David's Story (3) img
Chapter 100 David's Story (4) img
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Chapter 2 Raynold fucking Price

She gestured towards the window she had used to crawl in. Becky said nothing, not doubting the seriousness in her tone. She didn't need to see the shovel to know that it was really there. She slowly stood up from the floor and plopped herself on the edge of the bed sighing very dramatically as she blew her nose on a tissue she had been holding. Gianna sighed slowly rising from the floor to sit right beside her.

"Alright, forget the shovel. What happened? Tell me."

"It was Ray."

"Who?" the name ringed a bell somehow, but she couldn't place her finger on it.

"Raynold Price. The guy I've been dating for two months now." She folded her arms below her chest frowning.

"Ooh... that Ray. You mean that ass that keeps treating you like trash despite how much you like him?" Yeah she knew who Ray was.

One day Becky had shown up blushing like a bright red tomato, gushing about her new boyfriend Raynold Price, whom she hadn't even known her best friend was practically in love with. Initially she was skeptical about the guy from his rep in school but she wanted to be the supportive best friend and she had never seen Becky smile so brightly in a long time.

He was a terrible boyfriend: standing her up on dates, giving countless excuses for not picking her up for school, not showing up for her birthday last month and cancelling on more than enough planned dates. Before long she had already concluded that Raynold price was a complete and utter douche bag, the king of douche bags even; she never understood what Becky saw in him, her friend deserved way better.

"What did he do this time?" he was always doing something to hurt her and her patience was already running thin at that point.

"He broke up with me" more tears spilled from her eyes

"What! Why?!"

"He sent a text saying I wasn't his type anymore then blocked me."

"That son of a bitch..."

"He didn't even have the courage to say it to my face. I feel so stupid. I can't believe I ever liked a guy like that," she broke down into more tears curling into a ball.

Gianna held unto her, patting her back again. Raynold fucking price, the asshole for some reason had thought he had the right to break up with Becky via text and his reason was even more insane than his attitude. She knew it as well as most of the student body population at Gregory high that Becky was hot; if she wasn't his type then he was either gay or he was fucking someone else.

Her blood boiled just thinking about the fact he had played with Becky like she was nothing , sweet Becky that wouldn't even harm a fly. Maybe because he thought she was just too sweet that he felt it would have been okay, that he would have successfully gotten away with it.

"Fuck that asshole Bee, he isn't worth it."

"I know, it just hurts so bad. I mean I tried to be the perfect girlfriend, I didn't ask for much, I didn't nag too much even when I was well in the right to affront his hairy ass," she blew on her tissue aggressively and sniffled again,

"Worse part is I gave him so much of myself thinking maybe he'd finally treat me like a person. Maybe I'm just not pretty enough."

"No way, don't do that. Don't feel sorry for yourself. He's the ass for using you and treating you like trash, you did nothing wrong don't you ever feel like you did, okay?"

Becky sobbed some more resting her head on Gianna's thigh, occasionally wiping her leaking nose and her wet eyes on her shorts. Gianna consoled her unbothered by it; patting on her back with a slow rhythm till the weeping girl finally fell asleep

            
            

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