Something that I was worried about because of our different social status. But he won them over and now he’s like a part of our little family.
So yay!
Not to mention…
Okay, this might sound really petty but I’m just going to say it because this is my diary, and these are my secrets. But just imagine — imagine — how he’d react to this. How he’d take this news.
He’s going to lose his shit, isn’t he?
He so is.
My boyfriend’s best friend. The Bandit.
I shouldn’t grin or dance around in my bed gleefully as I write this because it’s the least important thing right now. But oh my God, he’s really going to lose his freaking shit when he finds out that Lucas and I love each other. That his best friend has fallen for the Servant Girl, someone so beneath him.
Especially when he’s spent the entire last year either wishing or trying to break us up.
I still haven’t forgotten the Halloween incident last year, by the way. When he got Lucas drunk at this soccer party and set a pregnant nun and a Catwoman on him so they could seduce him.
That freaking asshole.
It’s a good thing that my boyfriend is loyal and came back the next day to tell me all about it. Because who knows what would’ve happened.
Well, I mean something did happen though.
I kissed him.
Yup, after he finished telling me the sorry tale and promised to give Reign a piece of his mind, I kissed Lucas. Not only to show my appreciation but also because he could go tell his best friend to suck it. He could tell his best friend that he didn’t need to be seduced by other girls because his girlfriend was enough.
The fact that that was our very first kiss and that I partially — okay, seventy percent — did it to prove a point to his best friend is not something that I care to think about a lot.
I look at it this way: we had to kiss sometime, right? So we did.
Plus I’d been holding out for weeks.
Which is another point in Lucas’s favor. That he’d waited for me.
He’s still waiting for me.
Because even though we kiss and make out regularly, we haven’t taken it to the next level. We haven’t done it yet. Mostly because, again, I’m the hold-up.
Maybe I’m terrified of the pain that comes with losing your virginity, and trust me, I’m plenty scared of that. Maybe it’s my age; I’m only fifteen. There’s no need to rush. Or maybe it’s something else, but I’m not there yet.
And Lucas doesn’t pressure me.
So yeah, there’s no reason to not love him and so I do.
And if that pisses my boyfriend’s best friend off then that’s just a bonus.
Because as much as he hates me, I hate him more. I hate him with every fiber of my being. I hate my boyfriend’s best friend so much that it makes me sick.
Hatesick.
~Echo
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Who: The Bandit