Chapter 6 ~Plotting Revenge

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Hey guys thanks for the support on the book. So  decided that i will update once the chapter reaches over 10 votes for now. I think that it a fair goal. 

So how long I take to  update is up to you guys.

Hope you enjoy this chapter.

ANYWAY...... DID ANYBODY SEE THE NEW SHES KINDA HOT VIDEO THEY ARE GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!

My girlfriend's bitchin' 'cause I always sleep in
She's always screamin' when she's calling her friend
She's kinda hot though

Song of the Chapter- Shes Kinda Hot by 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER #5SOSFAM

Question- Whats your dream job?

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CHELSEA POV

Fortunately due to Belle working she did not need to live in one of those horrible student apartments. It wasn't a fricken pent house but from the outside the building looked like the apartments were a reasonable size. We asked Belle if we needed to bring any sleeping bags with us but she said there was no point since we would not be sleeping. What did she mean by that?

Her apartment was on the 6th floor of a 10 story block it was scarily clean unlike most of the flats in London you expected to see needles and empty weed bags even though this was Camden home off all hipsters basically why spring breakers go to Amsterdam for weed. I hate lifts but I was too tired to walk up 6 flights of stairs.

"So are you going to tell me why you were smirking?" I asked her breaking the silence.

"When was I smirking?" she questioned.

"Back at the club. Remember?"

She looked at me for a second then it finally clicked in to her brain what I was talking about. "Ohh yeah, that was nothing I was just enjoying the atmosphere" I could tell she was lying but the lift stopped and I really just wanted to take my heels off.

"Fine be like that then" I huffed maybe I'm acting childish but..... I really wanna know.

We walked to Belles door which funnily enough was the only door covered in black and white glitter and sparkles. Wow this girl was really extra. You could also tell it was her house due to What Makes You Beautiful pounding through the door. Talk about one man party.

We knocked the door. No answer. Again. No answer she really had this music loud.

"ISABELLE OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!!!" Jesus I didn't know Grace had it in to night she has really surprised me normally she was so quiet and reserved at school.

But you know what they say Good Girls are Bad Girls that haven't been caught.

"Grace what the fu-"I was cut off.

"Hey guys sorry I couldn't hear you I was just setting the mood"

"Well could you set it a bit quieter?" All of a sudden the old man who lives next to Belle told us.

Me and Grace looked at him sheepishly "Sorry".

"No guys don't say sorry to him every day I am woken up by his stupid music at 4:00am" She stepped in front of us.

"Little girl" the man pointed at Grace looking really pissed of "I will not stand of your stupid childish behaviour now I demand you to turn off your stupid music this instant"

"Ohh hell now" Belle was acting frantic now waving her arms all over the place." Did he just call One Direction stupid? Listen to me you little ol-" I looked at Grace she knew what I meant we dragged Belle back into the apartment her yelling loads of profanities.

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