She breaks rules and doesn't care, but someone heard her. She cares she's always there for the people that need to get the mouse despite having a horrible childhood child, there was a person that was always there for her named Cassie Miller, but she...
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Cassie hair and outfit
Well Layla usually tell the story but now it's my turn just a little bit plus it's time to see my parts of things and what goes on inside my head and my thought I can finally reveal something I haven't told anyone yet but if you don't know me ( if read this far and you don't) I'm Cassie my friends call me Cas I'm 16 turning 17 in June and I'm in high school with my friends my best friends Sawyer, Riley, Blake, Collin and the one of all My best friend Layla, Layla Rose Howard don't get me started on her
Since we were five was was tight I mean she saved my life from a bully at the zoo from that day I found the person that I want for the rest of my life she's my angel she's my world but these past months have been let's just say different to say the least there's a lot of reasons why but the main reason the tension between me and Layla it's unspoken but it's most certainly there and most important Riley asked if I had a crush on her and I denied it but that was factual
I mean she always there, she'll do anything for me and she truly gets me and loves no matter what but our friendship is precious it's fragile I don't want to break it into millions of pierces that can't be fixed for a long time I was straight until recently I finally found I'm bisexual I love each gender equality but haven't told anybody yet and that's the problem
The cafe buzzes with the chatter of our group, the aftermath of last night's escapades still lingering in the air. Layla, her eyes sparkling with mischief, decides to play the narrator, recounting the amusing details of our drunken shenanigans.
"You bozos were something last night," Layla teases, a sly grin playing on her lips.
"We weren't that drunk," I protest, attempting to salvage our dignity.
Layla chuckles, dismissing my attempt. "Cassie was talking about glitter, Riley was doing her tipsy twirls, Blake, as per you, was the fun police, and Collin... well, he decided shirts were optional."
Collin smirks, clearly proud of his shirtless display, while Sawyer, who had been in a seemingly deep slumber last night, finally joins the conversation. "And Sawyer, you were out like a toddler."
