fangirl | mnz

chapter 4

//thirdperson\\

saturdays.

the day where you can finally put away that extra-credit science essay and that summer reading you never finished until monday.

but for maddie ziegler, it was spent picking up red solo cups with slight wastage inside, placing back wine from italy to rome into her parents classified wine cellar, and kicking out as many wasted people still drunk out of their minds, maddie witnessing the biggest hangover she'd ever seen in her life.

though, the party had been an success, not including all the now-laid virgins from the private school for girls that they all attended, annoying as hell by the way, not that'd she know, considering the fact she was as pure as the hail mary.

kalani had left the night breaking off her sober streak of 4 hours, probably now tricking her 11 yearold brother why exactly sissy came home yacking her ass off at 5 in the morning, the flu seemed reasonable.

unlike kalani, angel chloe lukasiak had managed to snag a ride from kendall and her now-not-as-hot rebound nick daniels, not the best choice of rides if you want to get home early and still be able to not miss saturday mornings 9 am church service.

well, kendall vertes was pretty much the definition of a mess, considering her boyfriend had chosen tequila shots and an optimistic freshman over her. the girl could barely keep it together during the sloppy make-out session in the front seat of nick's jeep.

kamryn, who was high as the empire state building, hitched a ride from college boy brandon pent, giggling all ride long and doing much more than keeping eyes on the road.

melissa and greg had come home from their benefit event that day, to find a distressed and tired maddie on the couch, with a bowl of fruity pebbles watching reruns of friends. a 7th grade mackenzie hopping out of the silver bmw, her dance bag strapped to her shoulder as her pink uggs met the graveled driveway.

"bye brooke!" she smiled, waving at her friend, just returning from a long day of ballet training and a sleepover, as if she got any sleep that night.

rolling her eyes as she passed madison on the couch, did her fangirl sister do anything on fridays, besides comparing live and studio versions of josh hylands latest single? doubt it.

as mackenzie shuffled up the steps, into her extravagantly pink room, flopping onto her white bed, the types of pink and white bedsheets and pillows assorted into the theme of what would come out of one of pottery barn kids.

her back extremely uncomfortable, fidgeting every time, left to ride, she finally pulled out the object causing her pain; brooke hyland's valentines day present from her boyfriend nick dobbs, heads up, it wasn't sees candy.

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authors note: that ending though wink wink