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Chris had came over a couple hours ago with a big bag of make-up material and her own dress.

"Wow, are you going to stuff a dead body in their?" I tease "Funny! I forgot to laugh." She says while giving me a glare. "Can't you take a joke?" I murmur. " Yes, well- i'm not completely sure." She jokes

"So do you like Jonas?" She questions. Than Caleb burst through the door chasing Snookums.

"Ew girl talk!" He says annoyingly
"Have you thought of a name for "Snookums?" I say teasingly. Chris looks at him than at the pup "You named her Snookums?" She says trying not to break into a fit of giggles. "Well, temporarily." He states with an embarrassed expression. "What bout the name Rosie?" I suggest. "Yeah or Crystal. Just NOT Snookums." Christina adds. "Oh and where are you doing tonight?" I question while I tighten the bow on my black shoes. "Susan had a party but she got sick with the cold." He says depressed. Now I feel sad for my annoying twin bro. I glance at Chris, "we should cheer him up." I mouth. We both walk up to him and wrap our fragile arms around him

"Just to be clear, Im only doing this because Tris told me to." She throws the information out in the air. "Well thanks," He starts" I guess."

"Now OUT!" I say-scream. He then wonders out with a lil pup prancing behind him.

How are you going to do my hair?" I ask, who is welding a brush. "Shh, surprise." She places her finger on my mouth to shut me up. I don't hesitate, I lick her finger. She shrieks jumping backwards then running toward the bathroom( while screaming ). I start laughing like a lunatic, falling backwards into the chair.

She comes back angry that a tiny vein pops out on her forehead. Woah.

"You did it! Don't put fingers where I could bite, lick or any other thing that is gross." I warned a little to late. Whoopsie.

Her shoulders slump and she continues to fix my hair.

🌀5 mins later🌀

She says "Fin." Spinning the chair around. A lose fishtail braid lays beautifully on my shoulder. " At first I thought you would injure my beautiful hair." I laugh. "I thought about it but then again I thought about Jonas and you," she continues ",on a date." She finally finishes. "Its not a date!" I snap. "Call it what ever, Im just here to make you look pretty." She states, I roll my eyes.

I give a simple "Ok." With a shrug of the shoulders. I stand up and pick up Asher. "Why Hello." I say in my best baby-ish voice. I pet behind his ear when he starts to purr. "Aw, he is so cute." Chris coos.

"I know." I say mockingly.

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We had arrived at his house, which was booming.

Christina and I exchange a look before approaching the loud house. Which, from my perspective, un-supervised. I thought Jonas was different.

"Are you sure that this is the right place?" Christina questions. I check the invite and look at the address, 3421 Spring Dr, My head shoots up at the noise of Jonas shouting my childhood nickname "Bea!!" I cringe at what he is handling, a bottle of beer. I shoot a quick glance to Chris, meaning; Should we stay?

Her shoulder rise quickly then fall "Are you going to stand out in the cold?" He slurs. He stubbles over to both of us and takes a grasp of my wrist. "Jonas?" I whisper "Are you drunk?" I question. Tugging my hand away.

He scoffs "C'mon Bea, You and I know that I don't drink."
"Then whats that in your hand?" Chris asks pointing to the half empty bottle. He lifts it up slowly as if he never seen it before. "Oh, It must've floated into my hand." He jokes then what shocks me, he raises it his mouth and take a sip. I stomp over to him a slap the bottle out if his hand. His face grew from drunk to mad and confused. He walks up to me which makes me yelp, Chris was just standing their her expression written shock all over. "Hey! Don't you touch her!" She shouts "Shut Up!" He shouts forcefully causing me to wince.

"Why did you do that?!" He yells pointing a the shreds of glass lying on the concrete. "Its bad for you?" I say trying to make it a statement but it came out as a question. He is towering over me. Made me feel small and weak, terrified and dang mad. "You don't own my life!" He spits. I wince at every word he says. I scoot back but it is no use having him come closer, Rage had found a place to live and it was his blue eyes. His hand raised above my head shadowing my face from the bright moon.

I then hear a faint shout "HEY!" A voice belonged to a male. All of our heads snapped the direction the voice came from. A boy walking toward us followed by a, what looks like, an 9 year old girl. Jonas' hand had fallen to his side. A rush of relief drew over my body. I run over to Chris and give a bear hug then turn to the boy and Jonas. "Dude? Were you actually going to hurt her?" The guy says pointing toward me. Jonas struts toward me and his rough hand collided with my face. Losing my balance falling back onto Chris. We go tumbling down. "Does that answer your question?" Jonas says harshly a smirk grew on his face.

"Now you have angered me." The Teen speaks.
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HEY MY LIL UNICORNS

Ok A reason why I haven't updated for a while is because 2 weeks ago, (Wait for it) I got a appendicitis.

My Appendix inflamed so They had to go and do surgery and It was painful ( of course I was asleep )

I had just got the pain no sickness, My mom and I had caught it early.

My mom said that I was Crying wolf and nothing was wrong but when we got the news that I had to gte surgery I laughed.

I missed one week of school so I had PARRC testing to make up and lots of homework. Okay well. I might need help with the next chapter!OHH wait! Ok Im making a new book, I KNOW I KNOW. Its short stories the book is going to have most of the genres so Tell your buddies...! Ok goodbye and May the Divergence be ALWAYS in your Fandom

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