The rest of the week went by dreadfully slow. And with being the new girl in town I have nothing to do. At least I thought. The door bell rings. "Peach could you get that? "Yeah." I open the door to see my entire friend group standing outside of my house, even Seb was there. "Hey guys. Whatcha doin?" "It's time for our weekend hang outs." "Weekend hang outs?" "Weekend hang outs are every Saturday, we chose one persons house to go to and hang out all day." "Well whose house did you guys chose?" "Yours."
They all come piling into my house. "Peach what's goin on?" "Um Mom these are, my friends. Julian, Ian, Harvey, Abby, Riley, Sawyer and you know Sebastian." "Well what are they doin in my house at ten o'clock in the morning?" "Weekend hang outs." "Sawyer maybe you should stay out of it." "Mom." I got closer to her and whispered. "Please just let them hang out here, you and Dad won't be here anyway." "Fine, but no drinking, no drugs, no parting, and no fooling around." "Yes Ma'am." "I like him." "Thats Ian, we don't like him." "Hey!" "Alright you guys have fun."
"Alright let's party." Harvey dumped a bunch of alcohol out of his bag. "What are you guys doing?" "Duh having fun." I looked at Sawyer and dragged her out to the hall. "Do you think this is funny?" "I didn't know they were gonna do this." "My mom had four rules, no drugs, no drinking, no parting and no fooling around. Then you waltz in and break those rules." "Technically we only broke one, and besides maybe it will be fun." I walk away from her and into my room where the rest of the group was. "Hey Julia you want a drink?" "No." "Come on." "Dude she said no, let it go." "A girl can change her mind Seb, you should know all about that. Anyways a little sip won't kill you." "Actually it will. If you're going to have a friend with leukemia, maybe do some research on it. And I'm sorry but you guys gotta go." "Wait what?" "My mom had rules, and you already went and broke half of them. I don't know what else could be in that back pack so you got to go." "Jeez Julia way to kill the mood." They packed up all the drinks and walked out the door.
Once again leukemia ruins everything. I hear a knock on the door. "Sebastian?" "Hey I think I forgot my phone in your room." "Yeah I'll go get it." I walk up to my room and grab his phone off my bed. When I turn the phone around I see that he got a text. "Don't be nosy, you have no need to look." I looked to see who had texted him. "Are you freaking kidding me?" I run back downstairs, angrily. "Hey you found it, oh your mad." "Why are you texting Gigi?" "You went through my phone?" "Answer the question." "I don't have to answer anything." "Answer it." I pushed the phone into his chest. "Why do you hate her? You don't even know her, like the only reason you don't like her is because Sawyer doesn't. You're just a follower." "Do you like her?" "What?" "Do you like Gigi?" He looked nervous, like he was gonna barf. "Yes, I like Gigi." I was in shock. How could someone so caring like Sebastian like Gigi? "Cool." "Cool." "Yeah everything's cool, cool as ice." Why the hell did I just say cool as ice? "You enjoy Gigi Sebastian and all of her bitchyness, yeah." "I'll see you at school Jules." "Cool."
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Not Another Faker
Teen FictionJulia Maxwell was diagnosed with leukemia when she was six. On side of dealing with this condition she has to deal with the struggles of moving to a new high school her junior year. She has to learn to lose and love again, and prove to people that s...
