Sunlight was begging to shine through my flower-printed curtains, waiting to annoy me with its brightness. I groggily pulled myself out if bed, almost immediately, pain shot through my head. Hangover. Last night's past events ran through my tired brain:
Loud teenage music.
People getting drunk.
Stuff getting broken.
Kathy's party.
Of course, how else would I have woken up with a massive headache.
Kathy Simpson.
The prettiest, most popular girl in school, throwing parties almost every week. Also,
My best friend.
It's crazy because I was the total opposite. I wasn't pretty. I wasn't popular. I also definitely wasn't the best party-thrower. I wonder how we became friends in the first place.
Shit Kathy.
I searched my room for my phone, finally finding it buried under my baby pink bed sheets. I dialed her number and waited for her to pick up. Suddenly I heard a sleepy voice groan, and then said "Yeah?" I froze. It wasn't Kathy. Of course, Harry. "Hello??" "Hi Harry...Urmm it's Samantha is Kathy there?" I said, in a shaky tone. I have had the biggest crush on Harry ever since I could remember, but when Kathy and I were 14, Harry and Kathy went on a movie date and they've been inseparable ever since. No one knew about my little crush. No one. And I was determined to keep it that way. I mean t was wrong.
I was in love with my best friend's boyfriend. I couldn't let anyone know.
"Yeah hold on", he said in his raspy voice. God I wish he was mine. I heard him say, "Babe wake up, it's Samantha." I smiled when I heard my name, it sounded heavenly. I heard Kathy whine. Typical. She wasn't really a morning person. "WHAT?!?!?" She shouted. "Kathy relax, it's me!"i said, annoyed by her tone. "oh mornin! I have so much to tell you!", She whispered,"Meet me at the mall at 10. Byeeee."
I wanted to argue and tell her it was too early but she had already hung up. I threw my phone on the bed and looked at the clock on my table. 9:21 am. Shit. I jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. After 10 mins, I got out and ran into my walk-in closet. I stood there for a while, deciding what to wear. I chose to wear my light blue crop top, black skinny jeans and my blue vans. After I combed my hair and applied some light make-up, I checked the time. 9:53 am. Damn it. I grabbed my keys and ran out. I started jogging to the mall. What was so important that she couldn't tell me through the phone?
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WHAT IS KATHY GONNA TELL SAMANTHA?
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FanfictionA story about how a girl is desperately in love with a boy she could never have. But will everything change? Will she finally get to have him? Or will something stand in her way?
