Head over heels

Are you convinced yet?

Violet's POV:

I woke up by an annoying phone call at exactly nine o'clock in the morning. I groaned as I picked up the phone.

"Hello?" I spoke wondering who had called me this early in summer.

"Violet!?" I heard a familiar voice talking through the phone.

Evelyn.

God what does she want? Why does she even bother calling me, I don't want to speak to her after yesterday. Ditching me for no reason? Dick Move Evie, I won't tolerate that.

"Oh. Evelyn. What do you want?" I said in an unamused tone.

"Um what's with the unamused tone?" She asked as I rolled my eyes and groaned.

"Eve- Evelyn I'm not in the mood for this bull shit, tell me what you want or I'm hanging up." I responded.

"Wow... okay then. Beverly and I had an... incident last night... blood came flying out of her sink and it's everywhere, we also heard voices and... look we just need you and the others help. Maybe to try clean it up...?" She said.

"You expect me to help you after ditching me yesterday? That was a dick move you played on me yesterday. So no I will not be helping, maybe get Beverly to help you clean it, since you know she's your new best friend. Have fun. Goodbye." I replied, before Evelyn could even reply I hung up, placing the phone back in the stand and falling asleep.

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"Violet! There's a couple of boys asking for you!" My mother called out. I groaned. Why can't people just let me sleep for fuck sakes.

"Alright." I shouted back. I slowly got up feeling stiff and tired, my back sore probably from me sleeping on it funny, as always.

I got up, walking down stairs not caring that I'm in my PJs, I hate these people anyways, I think, so they can judge me all I want.

I opened my front door, glaring at each and every one of them.

"What? I swear to fuck you guys are the second people who has woken me up!" I said.

"W-Well  di-did Beverly or Eve call you about the Bev's bath-" Bill said before getting cut off by me.

"Yes, I heard that story, asking me to help clean it up, fuck that." I said.

"What!? Isn't Eve your best friend?" Richie says.

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm not helping you guys. I'm too tired." I said.

"Selfish." Richie said. I looked at him and rolled my eyes.

"Fuck off, four eyes." I said.

"P-Please help clean up B-Beverly's bathroom, it wou-would mean a lot to us." Bill practically begged. I sighed.

"So is that it!?" Richie asked. I looked at him.

"Is what it?" I asked.

"Are you convinced yet?" Richie asked. I nod.

"I guess so. I'll go get changed then. I'll be back in two minutes." I said as I closed my front door and walked sluggishly up my stairs, regretting my decision of agreeing to help clean up a girl I don't like's bathroom.

Today is another shitty day