The party

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Clares: Your boyfriend?

Me: Yeah.

Clares: He said he was single.

Me: He did? Did he?

Clares: Yeah. You should break up with him.

Me: Maybe I will.

Clares: Also you should come to my party tomorrow.

Me: Sure but my friends have to come to.

Clares: Okay see you then.

Me: Bye.

M/Y: Haha Bye.

Mercedes: Your not really going to her party?

Yasmine: Yeah she seems really creepy.

Me: I know but that's the least she can do after my boyfriend tried to get with her.

Mercedes: Now that I think of it, it doesn't sound to bad.

Me: Please Yasmine just for a few hours.

Yasmine: Fine but just for a little while.

A/M: Yah.

~The next day~

Me: Are use ready?

M/Y: Yeah.

Me: On my way.

M/Y: Okay.

~6:30~

~Clares house~

Me: Were here.

Mercedes: Yah.

Yasmine: Oh goody.

M/A: Cheer up Yasmine.

Yasmine: Yah.

Clares: Yah use made it.

Y/M/A: Happy to be here.

Clares: And you brought your friends.

Me: Yeah is that a problem?

Clares: No, not at all.

Me: Good. So can we come in?

Clares: Yeah come on in.

M/Y: I have a bad feeling about this.

Mercedes: Jinx you owe me a coke.

Yasmine: I don't owe you shit.

Me: Look.

Mercedes: What?

Me: Its Isreal.

Yasmine: What? He said he was sick.

Me: Maybe it was a 24 hour thing.

Yasmine: Yeah I'm sure that's what it was.

Me: Okay can we go yet.

Mercedes: Yeah.

Yasmine: Okay lets go.

Mercedes: Ariana?

Me: Yeah whats wrong?

Mercedes: I don't want to be a bad friend but is that Isreal making out with Clares? What the fuck am I talking about? I am always a bad friend.

Me: I think it is. Should we tell Yasmine?

Yasmine: Tell me what?

Mercedes: That Isreal is making out with Clares.

Me: I thought you said we weren't gonna tell her.

Mercedes: Im just that kinda friend.

Yasmine: What?

Me: Yeah.

Yasmine: Where?

Mercedes: By the bathroom.

Yasmine: Where?

Mercedes: In the bathroom.

Yasmine: Uggh.

Me: Lets go.

Mercedes: Is she moaning?

Me: Yeah and she is not bad at it.

Yasmine: Isreal. Open this door right now.

Isreal: Who is that?

Yasmine: Its me your girlfriend. Your ex now.

Isreal: Oh shit.

Yasmine: Yeah your right oh shit.

Clares: Keep going.

Me: He is still fucking her when you are standing right here.

Clares: I thought your his ex now, so you wont mind if we get together?

Yasmine: Not at all.

Clares: Thanks, now can you leave us?

Me: You know what bitch?

Yasmine: Ariana?

Me: What?

Yasmine: Shes not worth it.

Mercedes: No Yasmine. Let her.

Yasmine: Fine ill be over here when your done.

Me: Bitch don't make me knock down this door.

Clares: Ohh im so scared.

Me: This bitch.

Mercedes: Look she warned you.

Me: 1...

Clares: Ohh.

Me: 2...

Mercedes: Shes not playing around.

Me: 3.

~Knocks down door~

Mercedes: I told you bitch.

Clares: Stop.

Me: (drags out of bathroom) I warned you bitch.

Clares: Help me!!

Yasmine: Now you learn to mess with my shit.

Mercedes: Lets go!!

Me: And I any of you motherfuckers say anything about this, I will come back a murder every single on of use with my bare hand. So think about that bitches.

To be continued...

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