The thing about sleepovers with Braden and Destinee is that they end up dressing you. It can be a good thing though. They both have amazing style. I quietly sit up, hoping that I don't wake the fashion monsters. I reach beside me and grab me cell phone. I have 15 texts from Alex, 10 from Dylan, 8 from Derek, 13 from Tyler, and 4 from Scott.
Can we come over now?
How's your night going?
We need to talk.
Answer please.
You still awake.
Okay we really need to talk so meet me at school tomorrow.
Why are you avoiding me, it was one kiss.
Please just answer.
You okay?
Has he gotten there yet?
Has who gotten here yet? Should I be nervous. Those were the majority of the texts. I honestly wanted to kill them. I was already busy enough with my girl time. I needed to catch up with my BFF's because I have been so far off the past couple of weeks. With the wedding and everything going on with Alex, there is really no time for my girls. I have to make time for them though because I love them and I need them. Without them, I wouldn't know anything about following your dreams, strength, and fashion. I wouldn't know what the word friendship meany if it weren't for them guiding me every step of the way.
I notice them starting to wake up. My alarm on my phone just went off so that might explain their sudden waking. They look at each other, then to me, and then they rush to my closet. Braden hurries to the make up table and sorts through all of the different selections. They sit me down in front of the table and start with their project. Trading opinions on what look was better. After the whole make up deal, all of our make up was done and ready for school. Then we walked into the closet. The mirror stood nicely in the corner and watched as we posed and posed and posed. We each got the perfect outfit together. Mine was a black and pink sundress. The top was a black bow and the skirt was a cute pink puffball! I put on some black strappy heels and posed in the mirror. I think I look pretty dang good.
" Great job girls, as usual" I compliment.
" We know, now let's go" Braden exclaims.
" One more week until graduation ladies" Destinee reminds.
" Woo-hoo" We cheer. With that, we're off to school. I have a good feeling about today.
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As we stand at our lockers, Braden's eyes go wide and Destinee joins her in shock. I look at them, very confused I may add. As I go to turn around. A hand covers my mouth and I am dragged away. I try to scream, but it doesn't work. He
" Hey B, remember me" The person asks. That voice, that's the voice of Roy Martian. My ex, the one who cheated on me and then moved away.
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The Neighbor
Teen FictionMy name is Brooklyn May. I'm 17, graduating high school. People can call me talented. People can call me beautiful. People can even say that I have the perfect life. None of that is true, at least in my eyes. I see myself as another person trying to...