Rose Blue

Lamps and Anger

Hello and welcome to Rose Blue. Ik the description sucks but it will get better I promise

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Rose's Pov

I dance around my room to "How Deep Is Your Love" by Calvin Harris. My favorite song at the time. Nuh nuh nuh how deep is your love. I swoosh my butt around. Is it like the ocean. I do the wave.

This upcoming school year, I was finally going to transfer to the public school. I've been going to Hoden Private School since I moved here and my parents decided that I needed more friends. Which I find irritating. I mean, I have a friend. Is that not a good start?

All of the sudden my annoying doorbell rings and I, caught off guard, stumble and hit my toe on the table and fall into a lamp.

Fucking lamps.

Looking out my peephole, I groan. Not because my bestie Katie is standing there, but because a lamp attacked my poor side.

POOR UNFORTUNATE SIDDDEEE.

Sorry.

I open the door and Katie walks in like its her own home, it basically is though. Katie lives across the street from me so we just go over whenever. It's been this way since 1st grade, when I moved here. It was the progression from bringing dolls over to just my precious phone. My preeeecioussssss.

"Hey babe," I say to Katie and she chuckles at my names. I call everyone babe.

Katie plops down onto the couch and sighs. We sit there in a comfortable silence before she sighs louder. Taking the hint I ask what's wrong. She is silent for a few seconds before she bursts into tears.

Instantly I rush to her side because Katie never cries. And when I say never I mean never. She isn't the "poor me" type.

"Shh, shh, shh. What happened?"

Katie's loud sobs turn into quiet hiccups as she calms down. "B-Brian , b-b-bro-oke u-up w-with m-me..." She manages to choke out.

"HE WHAT?!" Anger courses throughout my body and all I see is red. I start to punch around the room. My fist connects with something and I realize it's a lamp. A good-for-FUCKING-NOTHING-lamp. I beat the living (if you could say that) shit out of it. No one hurts my best friend.

Allow me to explain; Katie and Brian have been dating since the 6th grade. It's now junior year and they have only broken up once for like a day before they couldn't take it anymore and got back together.

I give Katie a hug before mumbling a "be right back" to her and I storm out of the house. I crack my fists and neck rather dramatically as I get in my electric blue Lamborghini.

Oh this motherfucker is gonna get it good.

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I hope you guys like it even though it's a tad bit short