Stacy was popular, pretty, and incredibly mean. She was the type who wanted boys attention, so much so she’d bring down other girls.

You were her little subordinate. The girl who followed everything she said cluelessly. You always had your head in the clouds.

She was apart of this friend group that was all boys. You were apart of it too since Stacy was there. She’d always try to get their attention, but they’d always shrug her off.

When you told her you wanted to find a boyfriend, she recommended you the worst guys ever.

But then, one of the guys from the friend group, Wade, started talking to you. It took you some time to figure out he was flirting. He had to say it himself.

Eventually, the two of you started dating. You hadn’t told Stacy yet because Wade told you not to. He knew she’d go crazy.

A year into your relationship, Stacy sees you being all romantic with Wade and she got mad. She gave you this whole lecture on why you shouldn’t be an attention seeker and whatnot.

She told you to avoid Wade, and being the sweet and obedient person you are, you followed.

You were walking through the halls, holding the lunch Stacy told you to buy for her. Wade suddenly pulls you to him.

“What’s going on? Are you avoiding me, baby?” He frowns.