Sat outside in the shade with Malia, once again in front of her camera, "hey everyone," she smiled; waving her hand like she was making a rainbow, before resting it back on her lap. "Yes, Michael is in my video again but I don't think any of you really mind. I kept the topic of today's video a secrete from him just so you can see his reaction. You know, obviously but he doesn't. Do you wanna know?" she asked and turned to look at me.
"I guess," I shrugged.
"I know it came out last year but I hadn't gotten around to making this video yet. So today I will be reacting to the You Suck music video," I groaned loudly and she giggled.
"I thought this had blown over," I whined.
"It had but I want to record a reaction video. I have my laptop here with me so lets go," she said doing these weird hand movements then pressed the space bar. The annoying guitar riff started and she stopped it as soon as she saw Abigail; "first off, she looks really emo. Also, he looks nothing like you and they're drawing XOXO on his face in lipstick. Time to file for a restraining order" she said then played it again.
"I hate you're dumb tattoo"
"Nope," she said as she stopped it. "She dissed your tattoo. I love your tattoo. Also, one of her eyeliner wings is bigger then the other" she said then played it again.
"I wish you'd fly to the moon. Where there are no girls to use or screw over"
"Bitch you're a groupie. Get over it," she said less then impressed.
"I'm laughing 'cause I lied, you know. I said you sound like All Time Low"
"Wrong again Abigail. They sound like All Time Low. They are friends with All Time Low. All Time Low helped them write some of their songs. In your face bitch"
"You really don't even though you try hard. You try hard"
"You have a song called try Hard. I wonder if she knew that. Also she's the try hard"
"I bet you're gonna hear this song. I bet you're gonna sing along. And tell your friends how I'm obsessed with you. Ohhh"
"You are obsessed with him. You wrote a song where you literally know who he is. Idiot," she scoffed and I laughed.
"And I bet you didn't know that you sound like a girl. Every time you call me when you're drunk. And all that I wanna say is. You really suck"
"Ok. Before we were together I'd take advantage of drunken Michael. Not in the way you're thinking, just have him tell me all his secretes," she shrugged.
"I hate the scar above your eye. It looks like you're on drugs. And you really need to learn to wash your hair"
"One, what are you wearing? You look retarded. Two, his scars make him look extra hot. Three, all your "friends" are so fucking fake it's hilarious. Four, you need to get better hair before you go around making fun of everyone else's," she said with a straight face.
"Overall, you're not a catch. You're just a dumbass. Bleaching your hair. Well, I hope it all falls out. And it falls out," her face turned to one of shock.
"Listen here you dumb ass hoe. You tried and failed at a music career and wishing that someone's hair will fall out a year after you last saw each other is just childish and idiotic," she ranted angrily.
"I bet you're gonna hear this song. I bet you're gonna sing along. And tell your friends how I'm obsessed with you. Ohhh. And I bet you didn't know that you sound like a girl. Every time you call me when you're drunk. And all that I wanna say is. You really suck," throughout the chorus Malia would poke her tongue out at her and make faces. "Oh, and thanks for telling all your lies 'Cause now I realize. I'd rather date a rock"
"After this song the only thing that's gonna want to date you is a fucking rock!" she screamed and I laughed loudly as I hugged her tighter.
"Oh, and thanks for the tickets to your show. I just wanted you to know. All your band mates are hotter than you," she screamed loudly and slammed the space bar harder then all the other times.
"Groupie! You're a fucking groupie! If he offers you tickets to his show then you're obviously a groupie so get over it! And you essentially just hit on my brother! Trust me Abigail, none of them are gonna want to date you," she said quickly.
"I bet you're gonna hear this song and say. "Oh my god she's so obsessed with me dude". But no"
"That sounds like you," she said, turning to me slightly.
I nod slowly with my lips pursed, "American accent though"
"You fucked up," she laughed loudly.
"And I bet you didn't know that you sound like a girl. Every time you call me when you're drunk. I bet you're gonna hear this song. I bet you're gonna sing along. And tell your friends how I'm obsessed with you. But no. And I bet you didn't know I talked to all the girls that you were with when you were with me. And they said. You really suck"
"That's just creepy that you spoke to every girl he was supposedly with when you two were "together". I call bullshit on your story. You also need to get a better laugh, just sayin'. Anyway, this has been me reacting to You Suck by Abigail Breslin. So like this video if you agree with the stuff I've said. Comment your opinions down below and subscribe if you haven't already. Alright. Love you guys," she said, still riled up.
"Bye guys," I smiled.
Sorry this was so short but i've been very...lost lately but I have good news. I met this guy and I really REALLY like him and he likes me back so I'm so happy. Love you guys. Also, what do you think of my new name?
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Fanfic"I blow bubbles, not boys" In which a girl believes she is as straight as a circle, and a boy who tries to get her attention. {Discontinued}
