Everybody has been giving me a hard time. I showed up to class and I felt like a deadly disease. When I sat down in my seat, people just sat away from me.

Ally ignored me. I did what she said and stayed away from her. My heart shattered like glass when she told me to stay the fuck away from her. I guess that means we're over.

Trish was at her locker. Maybe she won't ignore me like everyone else.

"Hey, Trish," I said.

"Austin?" said Trish. "How you been?"

"Not great. I miss Ally so much."

"I knew you would."

"You know it's not true, right?"

"Austin, I'm sorry. I believe you I do. But I have no choice. I have to be on Ally's side for this."

"I understand."

"By the way, I'm gonna say this to sound as tough as Rosie. You hurt Ally again it'll be the last thing you ever do."

"Got it."

Trish slammed her locker shut and left.

After school, I had to go to the library for detention. Trent was there of course. He sat in the front table while I sat in the back table.

Principal Wolfe let to make a quick phone call.

The library was silent for the moment until Trent says, "Way to go, playboy. This is what you get."

"It wouldn't have happened if you hadn't kept your mouth," I scoffed.

"It wouldn't have happened if you told Ally earlier. She deserved to know the truth."

"Ally was not one of my clients! She was my girlfriend. I loved her so much. She was not like the rest of them!"

"And you still did your job."

What now? I think at least someone should know the truth.

"Trent, I got a confession to make," I said. "When I became a gigolo, I got like ugly girls who were scared of meeting guys. I didn't have sex with any of them. I took them out on dates, I made them feel more beautiful and confident, and they still paid me."

"Are you saying that you actually didn't have sex with any of them?"

"I've had sex a lot of times back in Kendall, but the only girl I had sex with in Miami is Ally."

"Is that the entire truth?"

"Honest truth."

"Austin, I envy you." He sighed.

"Why?"

"You had it more than I ever had. You had a lot of people who thought of you like a good person. I even had my own Ally."

"Really?"

"Yep, Kira Starr was the one who got away. I loved her a lot."

"What happened?"

"Her best friend. I didn't know how, but she got me out of my clothes and got in the bed. Kira had to know the truth and we never spoke again."

"So…you 've been through the same thing I went through."

"Kira is the only girl I loved."

"Is that why you have sex so much?"

"Only for satisfaction, but it doesn't get me over her."

"It never will."

Trent and I put aside our competition. At least he's one of the only people who don't think of me as a slut.

After detention, I walked outside to the parking lot. My car was right next to the gym. A crowd of people were surrounding something. It looked like that they were surrounding a car. My car!

I ran towards the crowd and shoved people out of my way. The center of attention turned out to be my car.

Now my car was covered in graffiti. People did the same thing to my car as they did to my locker, including a giant red A on the hood of my car. Everybody was pointing and laughing at me.

"What did I do?!" I burst out screaming. "Stop doing this! FUCK YOU ALL!"

Everybody became silent and gazed at me. They were acting like I was a wild animal. Most of them started just began to walk away. Others looked at me for a moment and the left.

How dare these people do this? These fucking assholes treat me like shit and I didn't do anything. Why are treating me like this?

I pretended to give Cassidy gonorhea and everybody in the world hates me. Why didn't I explain to Ally what I was really doing? I'm such an asshole.

"Austin?" said a voice. I looked back.

Dez and Rosie were in front of Rosie's truck.

"Hey, guys," I murmured.

"You need a ride?" asked Dez.

I shook my head. "No, I'll walk."

"Your house is too far away and it's about to storm."

"Austin, get in the car," commanded Rosie.

I got in the backseat of the truck. None of us said a word on the way to my house. Dark clouds were rolling in and it started sprinkling.

Finally, we were at my house. Rosie stopped the car, and she and Dez looked back at me.

"Austin, did you really do this?" asked Dez.

"I can't tell you," I sighed.

"Look, dude," said Rosie, "We want to know the truth. Did you or not?"

"It wasn't me. It was Wolfe."

"Wolfe?" asked Dez. "How could he do this? That sick bastard."

"He told me that Cassidy said it was me. I just took the blame for Wolfe."

"You shouldn't have done that," said Dez. "Ally hates you now."

"Guys, I wasn't always what you thought I was," I said. "Come on. I'll show you. You two need to know everything you need to know."

Rosie, Dez, and I walked into my house.

"Fancy house," Rosie muttered.

"Are your houses this different?" I asked.

"I live with my three brothers and two sisters," said Dez. "I live in our basement."

"All I have at my house is my pet snake, Rascal," said Rosie. "And his little mice."

"Austin?" said Mom from the living room. "Who are your friends?"

"Mom, this is Dez and Rosie," I introduced them.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Moon," said Dez.

"You kids can call me Mimi."

"Right back at ya, Momma Mimi."

"You two haven't been to juvenile detention, have y'all?"

"I have," chuckled Rosie. "Don't worry. I've changed my ways and I'm still on parole, but my parole officer, Trinese just got dumped by her boyfriend so kinda freedom."

"As long as you doing good, Rosie."

We headed upstairs into my room.

"Nice room," said Rosie. Her phone started ringing. "Ugh! It's her again. Whatcha' want, Trinese?!"

As Rose stepped put of my room for a minute, Dez asked, "Austin, what is it that you wanted us to see?"

I opened my closet and took a black book out. "This."

My hands dropped the heavy black book onto my bed. Dez gazed at it. Rosie returned and looked at it.

"What the fuck is that?" Rosie shrieked.

"Guys, in Kendall, I was a shallow, idiotic man-whore who wanted nothing more than sex," I confessed. "This is my little black book of all my girls in Kendall. I've had sex with all of them."

"All of them?" asked Dez. "How many have you done?"

"How many have you not done?" asked Rosie. "For God's sake, Austin, this is half of Kendall!"

"When I moved here, I became a gigolo. But I didn't have sex with any of the girls I met in Miami."

"What did you do with them?" asked Dez.

"I took them out on dates. I made them feel beautiful for the first time in their lives. That's all I ever did."

"Honest?" asked Dez.

"Honest."

"We know the truth, Austin," said Rosie, "But I think everybody should get a taste of you."

I don't like where this is going. Not at all.