Wouldn't It Be Nice? □Completed□

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Bridgette POV:

I stormed outside of the cafe angrily, walking to Dawn, DJ, and Scott. What did hippies ever do to him!

"What's wrong Bridgette? Your aura says you're angry.",asked Dawn, putting down her sign.

"Nothing!",I said, storming into our portable trailer.

I slammed the door shut and slumped down on out loveseat, sinking into as if it were quicksand. Dawn then opened the door ,and took a seat next to me.

"Bridgette, you can't hide anything from me. Your aura is maroon, anger. What's wrong.", said Dawn, trying to consol me.

I then sat up out of the comfortable cushions to see Dawn, looking like a counseler.

"I was sitting in the cafe, getting me usual. Then a cowboy looking giy came in and let me tell you, he wasn't ugly. He came over because his friends were making out and then we talked for a little bit. Then he saw you giys outside and talked shit abput hippies, right in front of my face! See this is why I don't like people, the judge everubody all the time even though they don't even know them. Animals are different. Turtles, dolphins, even sharks. They never talk crap about you.",I said.

"You mean that cowboy?",she responded, pointing to Geoff standing outside, arguing with DJ and Scott.

"What the?",I responded, walking up to the window. He must've saw me because he waved and smiled goofily.

"Drive.",I said, backing away from the window.

"What?",responded Dawn.

"Drive!",I said, running towards the steering wheel.

I started up the engine, then the door opened, revealing a panting Geoff.

"Bridg...ette",he said between pants.

"Ahhh!", I screamed, pressing the acceleration and driving towards the street.

"BRIDGETTE! STOP!",screamed Dawn, flying around.

I didn't pay attention to her, but looked out the mirror. I saw Scott, frantically running towards the trailer with DJ behind him.

Scott would kill me if I hurt Dawn.

I sighed, and parked into the McDonald's parking lot.

I got out of the driver's seat and walked angrily up to Geoff.

"What are you doing here?!",I said, looking at him with wide eyes.

"I wanted to say I was sorry for being so mean to you and your people.",he said.

"My people?!",I responded,"Do I look like an Indian?"

"Dawn!",said Scott, rushing in and running up to Dawn, who stuck between the cushions of the couch.

"Scott?",said Dawn, her voice muffled by the thick cushion. Scott immeadiatly pulled her out, and took her into a tight hug.

"What the hell is going on?!",asked Scott angrily.

"Scott, calm down. I am fine.",said Dawn looking up into his eyes. After he returned the gaze, his face immeadiatly retorted into his regular face.

"Geoff, I think you shpuld leave.",I said, putting my hands on my hips.

"Wait, I wanted to say I was sorry about all the hippie stuff man. I just was in a relationship gone bad with one, and it hurts to look at hippies now.",he said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

I looked at him, stunned by his sudden outburst.

"I forgive you.",I said, putting a hand on his shoulder.