Dear Chuckie’s Bride,
I think you are a huge skank. You have fucked over a close friend, how am I supposed to know that you won’t do it to me? The only thing keeping me from hitting you square in the jaw every time you smack your lips and talk about how much you work out is the fact I’d get kicked out of school.
You know we all talk about you, and to be honest, if you weren’t such an annoying whore, we wouldn’t have anything to say. Stop lying. Stop bragging about working out. Close your mouth when you chew. And stop taking your clothes off in front of my boyfriend. He doesn’t look and he doesn’t want to. You’re nasty. No one here wants you for anything except a cheap, drunk lay.
I’m sorry I’m having to say this, but it needs to come out. I feel sorry for you because of your situation at home.. but me and our neighbour are only friends with you because we feel bad for you. We don’t like being seen with you because we don’t want to be lumped into the same category as you. I just wish you would…stop.
And next time you take off your pants without warning, and my boyfriend accidentally looks, you will be hit in the face and it might even it out. Don’t say I never did anything for you.