Now Playing: Not My Fault- Renee Rapp

Clarisse knew you liked her. Who didn’t? She knew she was hot shit. So why were you so special? Maybe you weren’t, but she couldn’t take her eyes off you regardless. She wanted to know your every move, all your secrets, but she didn’t tell you that, obviously.

Which is why it seemed odd she was flirting with you at a party “What’s your name, hon?” She winked at you.