Lucy’s pov (You thought it wasn’t coming, right?)
“Zee, babe, can we go to the mall today?” I asked my amazing boyfriend.
“I can’t, baby. Sorry.” He said thru the phone, as I could hear fumbling in the other line.
“Why not?” I asked, pouting.
“I’m going to see Lyric today. Promised I will take her shopping and then to the movies.” He responded.
“But, doesn’t she has a boyfriend?” I asked, rolling my eyes.
“Yes, but she has me too. And I need to gain all the time we lost as friends.” He told me.
“Oh. Well, I’ll see yah. Goodbye.” I snapped.
“Babe? I’m so-” I interrupted him by hanging the phone. It’s too late for apologies, my love.
Like, c’mon! I’m more important than Lyric! Or what? She doesn’t receives in off time from Harry that she has to steal my boyfriend! Ugh! This makes me mad.
I took my phone and dialed Brooklyn, she will totally understand me.
“Hello?” Her angelic voice sounded thru the phone.
“Hey, babe.” I greeted.
“Hey, Lucy-Bee. How are you?” She asks.
“Good. I can be better.” I responded.
“What happened?” She asks, her voice demanding and a little bit scary.
“Well, Lyric stole my boyfriend again. She’s going shopping and then to the cinemas with him.” I told her.
“That bitch!” Brooklyn snarled. “He’s all yours! Unless…she’s cheating on Harry.”
“What?! With my boyfriend?! I don’t think so!” I protested.
“Anyways, meet me at the mall in 30. We’re going to investigate.” She ordered.
“Perfect.” I muttered. “See yah there.”
“See yah.” She said and hung up.
I got dressed quickly and took my things.
“Mom. I’m going shopping with Brook.” I announced her.
“Ok. Be careful, honey. Love you.” She called.
“Ok. Love you too.” I called back. I opened the door and got out, closing it in the process. I began to make my way to the mall, since it’s a 15 minute walk from my house. I took out my iPod and began to listen to ‘The Phoenix’ by FallOutBoy.
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