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I seriously feel so heart broken right now...

Everyone needs to learn to keep their own fucking rude comments to themselves!

You never know who you can impact with words!

Like fucking shut your mouth and keep anything negative to yourself! This app is a place to get away from that and it sickens me how people don't even care about other people's feelings.

Get that in your brain, like RIGHT NOW!

Whoever you are just always remember: WORDS CAN FUCKING HURT!

It isn't fair! Especially for people who don't fucking deserve it.

Those types of people need a reality check 'cause they have their head so far up someone else's ass that they can't figure out their own ass from their elbow.

GET OVER YOURSELF!

(give me a sec to breathe)

Sorry... I just needed to rant for a bit...

Here's another chapter of Foster:

(PS I'm praying for you, love. I hope you will be okay... I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you... Good luck in the future... no matter what you do, I'll stand behind you even if I have no idea where you are or where you're going...

Stay Strong, Belle

I love you so much D'X )

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*alyssa*

The next morning when I woke up and realized it's Friday. Yay, last day of the school week meaning I get to lay around and do nothing. Well probably more like facetiming Jack and Jack the whole weekend. Before I fell back into my bed to snooze for ten more minutes my door flies open.

Cat walked in extremely excited.

"Okay, you are officially the best friend ever!" Cat squealed.

"Can we have this conversation while eating breakfast? I want my ten extra minutes of sleep," I groaned pulling my duvet back over my head.

"No, get up so we can go to school and then go dress shopping!"

She pulled the blanket off of my body and the air conditioned air hit me. I hugged my body in hopes for some warmth.

"C'mon! Cmon! Cmon! Let's go!" She began to jump on my bed.

"Get over yourself. He asked you last night over the phone. It's not that special. Plus it's junior prom. The prom you should actually care about is next year."

"It's still special! It's not everyday that someone like me gets to go to prom with a super star, like Jay."

Any words that are synonyms with "famous" makes me cringe. I don't want to consider Jack as famous. I just want to consider him my loving boyfriend that is always there for me. That's what he is to me. And no one can can change my mind.

"Aww, that's cute. But c'mon I want to get this day over with!" Cat began to tug at my arm to an extent where it hurts.

My mumbling problem has still not been fixed.

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll get up! You're hurting me!"

"Yay! Get up! Times a ticking," she cheered as she left the room.

I rubbed my eyes and groaned. So much for an extra ten minutes of sleep.

Reaching for my phone, again, to say good morning to Jack, my door swung open again.

"Get up you lazy ass!" Cat yelled and threw a pillow at me and then left the room again.

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I sat in physics twirling my hair in between my fingers "pretending" to pay attention to what Mr Rahman (he's actually the physics teacher in my school. I just needed a random, foreign name and his came to mind first. K cool) was saying.

Ten more minutes until lunch.

C'mon clock! Tick faster!

My thoughts of going to lunch after physics immediately left my mind when my phone buzzed in my pocket.

It's finally stating to get warm outside so I can start wearing what Mahogany got me in LA when I was there in January. I took out my phone and my face lit up once I saw who texted me.

JJ<333: *picture attached at the top or side* so tux shopping?

Alyssa: AWW! You look adorable babe!

JJ<333: babe? I could get use to that ;)

My face flushed and I looked down at the floor.

I should really learn to read what I say before I send things.

Alyssa: Don't...

Suddenly, after I locked my phone, it was ripped out of my hand.

"After class Miss Gilinsky," Mr. Rahman's thick accent said as he walked back to his desk.

I slumped down in my chair once I heard some giggles come from the rest of my class.

It didn't bother me that he took away my phone, it bothered me that he called me "Miss Gilinsky". Jack's family never officially adopted me and it just bothers me.

but I still want my phone back...

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If you read what I had to say before my chapter you are done here until the next chapter.

Have a nice night because I won't...

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