The moment I finally stand up to her though and to all of them in junior year, she actually started genuinely flirting with me and I wanted none of it if only because of what cruelty she was capable of, but that just made her want me more.
She grabbed my ass and tried playing with my hair, and I was really fucking creeped out.
After all, I was never a Casanova of any kind, and maybe this is what I need to do.
They won’t stay where they’re ignored or ridiculed, but they are very, very real.
I fully realize how odd it sounds, to say that I see faeries and interact with them.
I’m wondering if this was her flirting or her finding another way to tease you because of how much it wigged you out. You aren’t coming across as the most reliable narrator, bro.
Shit, I remember at one point I found her on Facebook years later out of curiosity, and she’s into that whole fixing the bad boy thing.
Or how some lacrosse girl in sophomore year started flirting with me and when I just kind of gave her the cold shoulder, she brazenly asked for my number.