Lexington
Somehow I managed not to strangle Brandon in full view of partygoers after the bullshit he's pulled with Genvieve lately. Last year he was someone I would've considered a good friend. Not Nic or Abrams good, but I liked him about as much as I liked anyone outside my inner circle. This year, however, big difference. I'm not sure if I like him less because of who he is as a person or just because of the way he looks at my girlfriend. I'd like to think it's the former, but a big part of me knows that Genvieve has taken over every part of me, even whatever portion of my brain is usually reserved for critical thinking. The worst part about that is that I can't seem to find it in me to give a fuck.
