frenemies | b.e.

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- b i l l i e -

I wake up and get out of bed, stretching my arms out once I stand up.

Ugh, I hate mornings.

I catch a glimpse of Amara through her window, doing her makeup.

She's so pretty, I don't know why she puts all of that shit on. As much as I hate her, I can't deny that she's pretty.

But I'd never tell her to her face.

She doesn't need to know that.

She turns her head and sees me staring at her. She gives me a nasty look and flips me off.

I roll my eyes and grab my phone to go downstairs.

She's such a bitch.

I feel my phone vibrate and I look at it to see she texted me.

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iMessage

amara simpson

can you stop watching me for once you
fucking creep

it's weird

close your curtains then

i don't wanna see your ugly face

fuck off

stop being creepy

i'll get cameras angled to watch your window
just to spite you! get all the good footage 🥰

i fucking hate you

trust me i don't like you anymore than you
like me

fugly bitch

stop texting me you cunt

you texted me first

too bad

goodbye eilish!

bye planet mars

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In real life

I sigh and put my phone in my pocket before going downstairs. Amara is so annoying.

I hate everything about her.

Unfortunately, there's no way to ignore her forever.

Two more years until I can move as far away from her as possible.

- a m a r a -

Ugh, I can't stand her.

She pisses me off so much.

Like, why do you have to exist around me?

I go downstairs and sit down next to my mom on the couch. "Hi, sweetheart. You sleep good?" She asks. "Mhm." I nod my head.

"Breakfast is on the table if you want some." She tells me. "Okay, thank you." I smile and go over to the dining table.