[another slayed party: Promenade)
Freen's pov
I walked into the room and Becky followed behind.
"Honey, don't be mad. I'm not hurting you, you're too mad." She said with a backhug
"You know a lot, take your hands off." I insisted.
"okay, take care of your life, I'm going to sleep." She said as she laid down, THE FUCKKK??? IS SHE DRY LIKE THIS? GREAT.
"HEY WAKE UP." I said with a pat.
"I don't want it, Freen. It's up to you, you can handle it yourself, you're a big girl." She said and laughed a little.
" Stupid creature?! are you funny? Get up there, is that how you get dry when someone sulks? Do you sleep?" I asked annoyed.
"Because I know I didn't do anything wrong, why am I a gonna say sorry?" She asked.
"Of course you did something. You admit it." I said, but no one answered.
"Bec?" I called but there was nothing.
" BECKY. " I repeated but nothing, I didn't feel any movement.
" REBECCA. " I said at the same time removing the covering blanket from her. And I saw that she was sleeping, DID SHE JUST SLEEP?!!
" REBECCA PATRICIAAA!!! "
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I'm now stirring my coffee, and it's saturday. No classes. But, The Promenade is today. So excited. I was sipping my coffee when someone called my name.
" FREEN. " some sort of shit.
" The fuck. My tongue got heated up because of you. Fuck fuck fuck. " I said as i hold my tongue.
" Sorry not sorry. But have you find a dress already for the prom? " She asked.
" No. And i'm not gonna wear a fucking dress okay????? Shut it. " I insisted.
" I don't have any dress for the night. I guess i'm not going then. " She whispered the last sentence.
" Who says? " I asked.
" Huh? "
" Who says you're not gonna go? " I asked.
" Me. " She shortly replied.
" And why??? "
" I don't have any dress. " she answered.
" That's it??? " i replied.
" The theme is red, and i don't have any cocktail dress, gown, or slits that is red. So i'm not going. Because i don't have any dress to wear. More detailed? Okay? " She sarcastically responded.
" You're going. "
" I DON'T HAVE ANY DRESS, FRE. YOU'RE GONNA GO THERE BUT ME? NO. " She repeated again.
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FanfictionRebecca Patricia Armstrong, a self-reliant student, who always thinks nothing except studies. Book is her bestfriend, A kind, lovely, and special person she is. On the side of the page, Freen Sarocha Chankimha lives, A complete opposite of becky. A...
