Chapter 19: Friendships Can Fail, Too (II)

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Bailey's phone starting ringing. "Oh, someone's calling me."

"Who is it?" Natalie asked.

"Someone from the spa, I'd better take it, it might be about my job." Bailey got up and headed to the bathroom to answer the call.

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"No, I'd probably live alone either way. Cause like.. Well, Natalie can be such a butt sometimes. Trust me, if I could move out, I would right away."

Natalie stared at the door and shook her head. She headed back downstairs thinking about what she heard.

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"Wait, are you kicking me out of the house?"

Natalie shook her head and dropped a book on the table. "No, if anything, I'd move out," she said aggressively.

"Oh that's good, cause I like this house."

"Excuse me? It'd be a good thing if I moved out?"

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Natalie gripped the doorknob. "You know what, you can go ask Jenna to be your roommate," she said, pushing through the door.

"What?"

"I'm so done!" Natalie shouted, heading up the stairs.

"What do you mean?" Bailey called upstairs.

"I'm grabbing my stuff, and then I'll be out of your hair."

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"I can live on my own. I mean, I've got Daisy! It'll be fine."

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Bailey woke up the next morning with Daisy cuddling under the blankets beside her. She squeezed her, an grabbed her phone. She grunted when the bright light blinded her, but she slowly started sitting up to get out of bed and be productive.

She headed downstairs where the living room seemed eerie and quiet without Natalie sitting on the couch or in the kitchen. Daisy went running down the stairs and hopped up on the couch. "Hi again, Daisy!" Bailey set, resting her arm on the back of the couch. "Do you want breakfast, too?" She sighed.

"No," she told herself. "I'm happy Natalie's not here. Now I can actually take some responsibility." She headed over to the fridge and opened it. She stared at the contents for a while, until the home phone started ringing. Confused, seeing as it was only 10 in the morning, she picked it up and answered.

"Bailey speaking.. Oh, sorry you must have the wrong number." Bailey hesitated for a second when the person on the other line spoke. "Oh, this is Jon? Yeah, Natalie was here, but then she left. I don't think she'll be back anytime soon, you'd better call her cell."

She walked over to the couch where Daisy had made herself comfortable. "She moved out, she's probably back living with her parents or something," she shouted. "Look, I don't want to talk about it, you'd better call her on her cell!" Bailey hung up the phone and dropped it on the couch.

"Great! Now Jon's gonna know about the fight." Bailey slowly walked towards the kitchen, reading some things off her phone. "Nah, if Jon's any good, he'll probably just let Natalie live with him. Ugh, romance."

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