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December to february? God time goes quick.
We were all out at a fancy restaurant down by the beach in stunning dresses and dapper looking tuxedos for livvy's annual birthday celebration.
This year it wasn't just me, livvy and will; but we had george and sapnap along for the ride aswell. Sapnap and Livvy had became good friends over the internet so she decided to invite him.
Dream wasn't able to come as he had gone out to meet fans, Livvy had complained saying, "my birthday is more important then his stupid face reveal" which made us all giggle.
We sat down at the table and I thanked George as he had pulled out my chair for me. I looked over at Livvy briefly to see her smirking at me while leaning slightly on her hand.
Something else had changed, Livvy's first year with Will as her official boyfriend. Since they shared that lovely make out session on christmas eve.
George put his phone down on the table, his screen flashed and on his screen was himself, sapnap and dream on his screen smiling like giddy children.
Me and Livvy had looked that giddy the day in year 10 when we found out Lysander called hermia a cankerblossom and an acorn in a midsummer's nights dream. We found it so funny.
He caught me staring at it and smiled, "it's just me, clay and n-"
"George shut the fuck up!" Livvy pointed a finger at him and then looked at me quickly. I smiled at her and then gave her a nod.
"it's okay, you can say his name" Will immediately perked up from his slouched position and gave me a very shocked look along with george and livvy.
"punching nick in the nose was really theraputic wasn't it?" Livvy said just before the waitress walked over to take our orders.
"it was," I nodded my head along with Livvy and then i looked up at the waitress, she was blonde with blue eyes and a fringe just covering her eyebrows.
Her face looked very familiar but it was distantly familiar. She looks just like daughter my mother would've wanted.
"if it isn't primrose estévés," The waitress remarked snarkily and I immediately recognised. The demon of nursery. Stephanie.
"steph," I muttered and she gave a little nod her fringe flipping to the side slightly in the process.
"you're boyfriend dropped of your instagram, couldn't hold onto him?" She giggled and I just gave the whole table a wide eyed "this bitch look" and they all returned it. Even Nick.
"Can you just take our orders please steph?" I tried to sound polite but aggression was slowly slithering into my tone.
Wait. Why was Stephanie looking at my instagram? Because i'm a famous streamer?
"what's wrong with you primrose you're normally sunshine and rainbows." Stephanie looked down at me grinning devilishly.
"you wanna know what's wrong with me stephanie, I was raped, sexually abused, verbally abused, physically abused, bruised, scarred and body shamed by my own mother. I purposefully make other people feel good because nobody should experience what i did." And with that I pulled the zipper of my dress down to my middle back and widened the hole to show her the huge scar that ran from my neck to my middle back.
