F#ckGirl (F#ckGirl #1) by Sheila Michelle Read Free Book Online Page A

really
beautiful,” Erin said. “I’ve never seen her here before.”
    Felicity rolled her eyes.
“Oh, please. She’s not all that — she thinks she is.”
    Erin grinned. Look who’s talking? she
thought.
    “Anyone who constantly looks at themselves
in the mirror like that is totally insecure. Look how much she
keeps looking in the mirror? Not to mention how much makeup she’s
wearing, look at it! Gross! I don’t have to wear that much makeup
and constantly look in the mirror like that because I’m not
insecure and I look better than her,” Felicity said with
certainty.
    Erin grinned, but didn’t want to say what
she really thought about how Felicity looked in comparison to
Stacia. She stayed quiet because she didn’t want her mad at her for
the rest of the night . . . or the rest of the year. “Oh, did you
talk to Jay?”
    “Yeah, I did,” Felicity replied, and then
sighed.
    Erin stared at her. “And what did he
say?”
    “That we’ll talk later on,” Felicity
replied.
    Erin nodded. She then looked to her left and
saw Jay coming their way. “It looks like he’s coming over here to
talk to you now.”
    “Of course he is,” Felicity
said with a big smile. She adjusted her white bra-length crop top
with a sexy plunging V-neckline and cap sleeves, and brushed off
her tight black pants with a slight flare leg — a club outfit
staple of hers. She smiled at Jay as he came towards her, but then
her smile dropped off of her face as he
passed her table without saying anything to her and went straight
over to Stacia’s!
    Erin looked at Felicity as she looked behind
her as Jay talked to Stacia and stood by her table, but she didn’t
say anything.
    Felicity was livid!
“ No he didn’t just
fuckin’ walk right past me as if he didn’t know me and go right up
to that bitch! Fuckin’ asshole! I hate him!”
    “Calm down, Felicity. You yourself said that
you wouldn’t have anything serious with a guy like that. You said
that he was nothing but a boy toy to you; someone that you only
liked to have fun with and not take seriously at all. Just think
about it — you’ve never seen him outside of this club, and you only
talk to him here and on social media. You saw what he just did.
It’s obvious that he’s the type that would ignore any girl for one
that he finds more interesting,” Erin said, trying to be careful
about her choice of words because she didn’t want to say that Jay
was the type that would ignore a girl for another one that he
thought was prettier, even though she knew that this was obviously
the case with him.
    Felicity looked at her.
“And why would he find that cunt more interesting than me ?! He’s acting like
she’s so fuckin’ beautiful and the rest of the girls in here are
some ugly bitches. I’m no ugly bitch so I sure as hell don’t
include myself in that!” She looked around and saw Jay lead Stacia
by hand back out to the dance floor, and they embraced each other
since it was a slow song. “Fuck boy! Player!” she yelled out to the
floor at Jay, but he didn’t hear her since the music was so loud.
“And she’s gonna see that about him, she really is! All he’s gonna
do is get her number so he can start sexting her and ask her for
selfies and videos! Just watch!”
    Erin looked at her. “Just like what he did
with you, right?”
    Felicity stared at her.
“Shut up, Erin! He’s nothing to me!”
    “So why are you getting mad that he’s
dancing with that girl?”
    “I’m not mad!” Felicity snapped.
    Carson came up to Felicity with a drink in
his hands. “Hey, gorgeous. I got you your drink.”
    Felicity smiled. “Thank you, Carson.” She
took the drink from him, and then put it down on the table.
    Carson smiled at her. “You’re welcome,” he
replied, as he stood by her. “So, are you having a nice night
tonight?”
    “Yeah, I guess. It’s just the same shit
different night, that’s why I was gonna take a hiatus. Maybe I
should’ve just stuck to it,”