Call It What You Want

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Addison
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Me and my friends danced and sung to the song playing. I was wearing a bright pink shirt with fluffy sleeves. I had flared jeans around my legs, flowing down to my worn out white and black blazers. Alice had a matching pink shirt but her shirt had "Queen" on it. She was wearing light ripped jeans and beat up air-forces. We were all sad Abigail couldn't be here, she was babysitting, trying to make more money so she could move out immediately when she turned 18.

Garett came up to me and pulled me away, showing me his new phone, "it's nice right?"

"Mine is better," I smirked, knowing my broken phone was not better. Michael came up to me and gave me a hug, "what's up Addz!"

"Hey Michael."

Garett stared, "you two should date."

I laughed, "never."

Michael rolled his eyes at his friend, "Garett, you know you want Addison back."

Garetts face went red, "Shut up, son. I'm going find Tray."

"Bye Garett," I laughed and me and Michael started a conversation about our math teacher.

Flashbacks
before the dance

I was on the phone with Cassie as I got a text from my brothers best friend.

come open the door

what

I'm at ur house open the door

no

yes

no I don't want you here

well I'm here so open the door

I'm getting ready

nothing I haven't seen before

stop

just come open the door

no text my brother

fine

I left him on delivered. I put on my shirt and my belt. I did my make up, and then started curling my hair. I got a notification, a snap from Garett. I picked up my phone and opened the snap. It was a photo of him and Michael, he asked me what I was doing.

I took a pic of myself and typed, "curling my hair"

I sent it and waited for him to snap back. He did, he told me to FaceTime him. So I did. He picked up and I put the phone against my vanity mirror.

"Your hair looks good curled," he said as he sat down in his gaming chair.

I smiled, "It's not even finished but thanks Ret, where's Michael?"

"The bathroom, probably jerking off to London."

"That's disgusting." I gagged as I wrapped my hair around the curling wand.

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