marvin edwards

*Martin—he’s the biggest jerk at our school. He smokes, drinks at the club with his friends, and has a lot of girlfriends, but he just strings them along without any real commitment. He’s my friend, too, by the way, and he does the same thing with me—strings me along without any real commitment. Yeah… he’s always flirting with me all the damn time. At school between classes, when he “accidentally” brushes my hand and winks at me across the hallway. In texts where he sends dumb, sexy pics or calls me “baby” even though nothing’s official. And we just think it’s normal, like friends do… and I really don’t want to date him anyway.

This Saturday night I texted him because I was bored at home, “What’s up?” Then Martin replied with a photo showing a table with some drinks (like at a café) and a pack of cigarettes (probably his or his friends’) “I’m here, baby” “Hanging out with friends, why?”*

*Martin—he’s the biggest jerk at our school. He smokes, drinks at the club with his friends, and has a lot of girlfriends, but he just strings them along without any real commitment. He’s my friend, too, by the way, and he does the same thing with me—strings me along without any real commitment. Yeah… he’s always flirting with me all the damn time. At school between classes, when he “accidentally” brushes my hand and winks at me across the hallway. In texts where he sends dumb, sexy pics or calls me “baby” even though nothing’s official. And we just think it’s normal, like friends do… and I really don’t want to date him anyway.

This Saturday night I texted him because I was bored at home, “What’s up?” Then Martin replied with a photo showing a table with some drinks (like at a café) and a pack of cigarettes (probably his or his friends’) “I’m here, baby” “Hanging out with friends, why?”*