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 THE BLACK PHONE PREMIERE

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THE BLACK PHONE PREMIERE

"violet, look here!" the paparazzi shouted at me. i looked towards the person taking the picture and posed.

suddenly, all the paparazzi swarmed to the entrance. "mason!" some screamed, snapping photos.

you have got to be kidding me. mason noticed he was taking all the paparazzi away from me so he mouthed the word, "oops?" to me.

i rolled my eyes and waited for him to catch up to me so i could at least be in the background of the pictures the paparazzi were taking of him.

"that suit looks hideous on you." i whispered in masons ear, smiling so the paparazzi wouldn't see how much i hated him.

he looked over at me, also fake smiling, "well that dress makes your legs look abnormally long." he giggled.

i smiled and put my hand on his shoulder while paparazzi were still snapping photos of us, "your so sweet. i almost want to drown you sometimes." i replied.

mason looked over at me, "i'm a better actor then you, that's why they want pictures of me and not you." mason pointed out.

just in that moment a paparazzi shouted at me, "violet, your smile is so pretty!"

i looked over at mason who definitely heard the paparazzi but was ignoring me.

when we were taking group photos, i was secretly pinching masons arm. the look on his face was priceless. he honestly looked constipated cause he knew he couldn't just slap my hand away in front of everyone like he usually does.

after the picture, mason looked at his arm and saw the mark i made on him. "oops?" i imitated him.

tristan walked over to us and saw masons arm, "damn, who did that? or what did that?" he asked mason.

i giggled and walked away after mason answered with, "some animal with rabies probably."

the whole cast walked into the theater area to actually watch the black phone for the first time. we all sat down and thankfully i didn't have to sit next to mason.

i sat between maddy and brady. just before the movie was going to start, brady asked me to go get candy for him. "why me?" i asked.

"cause your nice." he said before showing his puppy dog eyes. i rolled my eyes and stood up, but in that same second mason stood up too.

we both looked at each other. "well, where are you going?" i asked mason.

"to get candy..." he answered nervously.

i smiled thinking i just got myself out of having to go get brady candy, "great, while you're at it, get brady some." i demanded.

mason gave me a look as if i was asking for too much. "what? no, you get bradys candy. i'm already getting miguel's, tristan's, jordan's, and my candy!" he complained.

"oh boo hoo, just pick up a box of skittles, i don't know." i said.

mason shook his head, looking like he was about to throw a tantrum, i stood back up. "do you want money or something?" i asked, pretending i was his mom.

mason shook his head. "one of you have to get me a box of skittles." brady piped in.

i looked over at him, "why don't you get your own candy? i don't want to go and especially not with him." i crossed my arms.

"it's not like he just asked you on a date, it's just candy!" miguel chimed in.

"miguel! stand up. i'll go with you but i will NOT go with mason." i demanded.

mason shook his head, "what have i ever done to you?!" he asked.

i looked at him, "literally everything." i answered blankly.

"you literally said you wanted to drown me today." mason accused.

everyone looked at me in shock. "hey, hey, hey. i said i almost want to drown you sometimes. that's only when you're getting on my nerves." i admitted.

"so, everyday?" brady mentioned.

i shook my head, "okay, you know what. this is annoying and super immature." i looked over at mason and gave him a dirty look. "so, i'll just go." i ended the argument i started.

as i walked away, i heard miguel complaining to mason. "we want candy so just go with her!" they shouted at him.

mason sighed as loud as possible, "finee!" he extended the e's to show that he really didn't want to go with me.

just after i opened the door to leave the room, i slammed it in masons face before he could open it.

mason dramatically fell to the floor, "wow, i wish i could have gotten that on video." i laughed at him.

mason rolled his eyes and pushed the door open before catching up with me in the hallways.

"you know, i really actually don't know why you hate me so much." he admitted.

i looked over at him, "i don't hate you i just don't like you."

"okay... so you just don't like me. i'll settle for that." he  stated.

"what difference does it make? if i really did hate you, then what would you do about it?" i asked him.

mason thought about it for a second, "id probably do nothing." he justified before lightly shoving me away from him.

i looked over at him and smiled before using all my strength to push him into the wall beside him.

he groaned and started rubbing his shoulder after slamming into the wall, "i barely touched you, what was that for?!" he asked.

"i just felt like hurting you."

i could see him building up courage to push me again so i quickly ran ahead to the snack bar.

"hi, can i get a box of skittles?" i asked the person working the counter.

"wow, you're not even going to say please?" mason chimed in from behind me.

the person working smiled, trying not to laugh. "please?" i asked after mason said that.

the person handed over the candy and i started to walk away. i tossed the candy into the air and caught it a few times before being interrupted by someone who i thought was mason but it wasn't.

"hey." said by some kid around my age.

"uh... hi?" i responded.

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