Heyyyy! So here's chapter two, I hope you like it. (:
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Beep. Beep. Beep.
It's the last day of summer vacations and someone is calling me. Prepare yourselves, someone's going to die. As soon as I opened my eyes I saw my stupid and childish best friend staring at me close to my face. He scared me and I punched him.
"AUCHHH" I'm getting better at punching people. "What the hell was that for? You could've broken my nose and girls would never look at me again." I swear this boy only thinks of girls.
"That was me, teaching a lesson to you" I pointed at him and he shrugged "about the girls, none of them pays attention to you when your nose isn't broken so it won't make a difference". STRAIGHT IN YOU EGO BRUH, oh that's right.
"You get along with me, so your calling yourself a boy" he smirked. He knows I hate it when people call me tomboy or boy or whatever. I've been raised with guys, yes my mum was present but I didn't use to talk to her that much. I used to be a tomboy, I admit that, but now I'm not. I wear dresses and high heels, I get my nails done, I love makeup and etc. I behave in an amazing way and people love the way I talk and respect them. Everyone except Him and my mother.
"And there you are, zooming out again! PALOMA. LOMA. LOOOMAAA" he yelled, snapping his fingers in front of me.
"Hm what? Did you talk? Sorry I didn't hear you, I don't pay attention to boring people" I said as if it was truth. He rolled his eyes and continued talking.
"I was saying that we are going shooting, but I don't wanna bore you to death." My jaw dropped to the floor. He knows I love guns and shooting and everything that's related to them. He put the key in the ignition and was ready to start driving. Oh wow I just realized we've been in the same place for 15 minutes.
"SAY WHAAAAAT? ARE YOU KIDDING? OMG OMG O M G!!! YOU'RE THE BEST FRIEND EVER I LOVE YOU MORE THAN EVERYTHING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! THANK YOU THANK YOU! YOU'RE THE MOST INTERESTING PERSON I KNOW! I swear across my heart!" He rolled his eyes, cut off the engine and we got out off the car.
In front of my eyes was a huge sign saying "Vila Real de St. António's shooting camp".
"I can't live without you, thank you bestie" I hugged him and he chuckled, hugging me back.
I started running towards the entrance. Francisco payed and went to get the Headphones because the gunshots are too loud and we went to the camp.
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"This is soooo unfair" he said pouting. Aw how childish. He was failing miserably while I was always shooting the centre off the target.
He grabbed a water bottle and sat on the floor.
"What?" I said as I sat down next to him.
"You're a girl and you shoot ten times better than me. When you get a boyfriend remind me to tell him to never bring you here on a date because he would be ashamed cause you hit his man pride." A boyfriend? Really? I have a lot of guy friends (I don't get along with girls because most of them are jealous and drama queens) and they all see me as their little sister, I will always be in the friend zone and I thank God for that. Don't get me wrong, I would love to date someone but I only get along with my group and I would hate if I had feelings for one of them or vice-versa because something could go wrong and I would loose a great friendship.
"I doubt that." I said staring at the beautiful sky.
"What?" He asked, looking at the floor.
"I doubt that I'll get a boyfriend." It was true.
"Why are you saying that?" He looked at me, worry filling his eyes.
"I mean, look at me." I gestured to my body and my face.
"Paloma stop. I'm not good with this type of conversations, but you're gorgeous and amazing. Every boy that can't notice that, is blind for sure. You're flawless just the way you are. And before you start singing to Bruno Mars, remember it because it's true. You're the best person I've ever met, so shush and woman up." He said smiling.
"Thank you. I mean for everything. For sticking up next to me since the beginning and never leaving me, I don't know what I would do without you." I let out a long breath I didn't realize I was holding.
"Neither would I. No let's stop with the cheesy things." I rolled my eyes.
It has always been like this. Me and him. We fight about everything but It's always silly stuff. We can't leave without each other. We've been best friends since forever and we've always been there for each other in the good and bad moments. I really don't know would happen if one day I loose him. He's a part of me, I can't live incomplete. He's why struggling and fighting are what I do. I would quit without him, he gives me support and strenght to face life and continue fighting.
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THANKS HOTTIES *wink* *wink* ok I'll stop.
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A girl's gun
ActionIntroduction I'm just translating my story because I wrote it in portuguese. Paloma is a seventeen years old girl that has an awesome attitude and an amazing best friend named Francisco.Her mother did awful things and left her and her brother named...