Chapter 6

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I take the bus home. I don't want to call David. Jay can call him.
I pass by Jay while riding the bus.
I see him making out with a girl who turns out to be the waitress that was flirting with him.
I was gonna cry. But I held it in till I got home. When a tear came out, I just wiped it away.
It seems like he can move on really fast. We weren't dating anyway so why would I care? He wouldn't care because he's a boy. I'm never gonna talk to him. Ever.
When I got home, I go to my room and slam the door.
After a few minutes, I heard banging on the wall.
Then I heard moaning and the names "John" or "Amelia"
They were probably just banging each other.
I suddenly hear knocking on my door.
I pray that it isn't Jay.
I open the door as wide as for me to see who it was.
It was Camille.
"yes camille?" I say trying my best not the cry.
"Um, can we talk? I know what happened, he texted me." She says.
"I can't believe this! Every guy I liked always breaks my heart with another girl. I wish I didn't live." I say.
"Don't say that!" She says.
We have a girl moment talk and then have a girls night.
"Aren't you gonna hang out with your boyfriends'?" I say.
"Nah, we're here to spend time with the heart broken one." Jamie says.
"Thank you guys." I say.
I hear footsteps walk across the hallway, going to their room.
It was probably Jay and the waitress. I didn't care, because I had my friends in front of me.
We watched movies and did other fun stuff. We made food and all that.
Everyone ends up falling asleep in the living room after watching tv.
*MORNING*
I wake up. I see all the girls awake, watching tv.
"Morning guys"
I hear mornings from everyone.
I went to my room to take a shower. I change into my clothes; (in the pic)
I go downstairs and go in the kitchen.
The only people I see is Jay and that waitress making out and flirting.
"You're so cute" He says while kissing her.
Jay sees me.
"Wait, I can explain" he says.
"What is there to explain babe? You weren't dating her anyway" she says.
"But-"
"But nothing babe. You asked me out last night, now we are dating, not you and that slut" She says giving me a mean look.
I can't believe this. I felt like crying. I can't believe he asked her out? I thought he really did like me, but I guess not. And plus, I'm a slut, so nobody would like me anyway. I bet my friends secretly hate me and talk crap behind my back, and last night was just a joke.
I run up the stairs crying.
I break everything in my room; pull all my clothes from the hangers, push all my stuff from my desk, and messing up my pillows.
I put my computer on my desk, and sit on my chair.
I set up my camera.
I press record.
"I'm Chloe Cadelina."

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