Miss Me ?

*I Don't Hate You

Her last day of school outfit ^^^

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-Two years later-

"Callie!" I whine. Trying to reach for my cigarette.

"It's bad for you Addy!" she scolds while chucking the cigarette on the ground and stomping it.

Callie Miles. My partner in crime, my other best friend besides Charlie. She's got the looks and the brains. Not to forget the attitude. She's pretty much exactly like me. Besides her wavy blond hair and bright green eyes. Compared to my wavy brown hair with purple tips and chocolate brown eyes.

"Oh, bitch you didn't" I growl.

I see her visibly gulp which feeds my fat ego. I smirk and turn away to walk to school.

Never! Mess with my stress relief.

"Addy! Where are you going?" Callie asks innocently.

I just smirk bigger and walk towards the cafeteria. I come in and head to the middle table. I jump on the table and aims to get everyone's attention by grabbing my beats speaker and playing my loud rap music.

Once I have everyone's attention. I turn to Callie and wink. I turn back to the crowd before she could even think of glaring at me.

"Students of Stansfield High School... You see... My dear best friend Callie decided it would be great to deprive me of my stress relief" I hear gasps. I smirk even wider " I know right? Bad move on your half sweetie" I wink at Callie. Her bright green eyes almost forest green from controlling her anger... I guess we have that in common too. Anger issues. "So... Since she decided it would be fun to share my middle name with youse last year when I first started. I think since it's my last day I would repay the favour... And her middle name is... Wait for it... It... Is..." I literally see people leaning forward. I chuckle while shaking my head. "Donald!" I shout.

While I still have a chance I jump down and run to the doors of the cafeteria. I hear foot steps behind me and I push myself to run faster. But soon enough, running the halls of this semi-big school I finally found myself at the schools rugby field. Since it's New Zealand were talking about, we don't play football. Also, probably not the best idea to make the under 18s rugby super girl mad. My head hits the newly cut grass with a thud.

She straddles me and starts to slap me silly. I really wonder if this girl is straight.

"You're so dead adds, I swear if you weren't leaving so soon I would've killed you by now... Too bad I wanna know about all the hot boys from America"

I freeze and remember back to last night. The night my parents told me we were going back.

•FLASHBACK TO LAST NIGHT•

"Honey can you come down please?" My mom called.

"Sure mom" I yell putting down my pencil.

I can just finish my homework later.

I run down the stairs only to see my parents in a heated arguement.

I clear my throat to get their attention.

"Is something the matter?" I ask walking to the other side of the table and sitting across from there.

My dad looks at me with sympathy in his eyes.

After a while of staying in New Zealand I told them about my bullying in America. They were angry that I didn't tell them at first. But when I told them why they pretty much just held sympathy in their eyes. Luckily I don't get bullied at all. I'm lucky everyone here are lovely people, besides the one or two that stand out. But their just sluts and fuçk boys.

"Dad" I warn. He knows I hate that look.

"Babygirl. Something's come up and... We have to move again" my dad says.

"Well then, I'll just see you's when you guys get back" I say honestly.

"Honey.." My mom trails. Looking at my father she whispers something into his ear.

Oh no! She's serious... You know it's bad when she's serious.

"We all have to go babygirl... And I know you love it here but... Last minute changes have been made by the company and the HQ for my company has to be moved to a bigger country... A much bigger country, we will be going back, I asked if there was anywhere else we could go but the company's HQ is either too big or too small to fit perfectly anywhere" he finishes with glassy eyes.

I'm not mad, I just don't like all of this moving... But if it is for my dad I will do anything. Especially since he made his company so that he could support us.

I nod and go and hug my parents. I ain't the type of kid to hate them, just because were moving from my friends and little family we have here doesn't mean they don't love me and I don't love them.

"Have fun telling all this to Callie and Charlie" I giggle when my parents become stiff.

"Actually Charlie is coming with us.. Something about hot babes and looking after what's his little sister" my dad says.

I let go of them and giggle, he really is like my older brother.

"When do we leave?"

"Tomorrow after school" my mom says.

"Okay, I'm gonna call Charlie... And Callie and you can explain our situation" I giggle when they look at each other with fear in their eyes.

I jog upstairs and get my outfit ready for tomorrow so that I can get to school on time. I pull out a white crop top that shows quiet a bit of skin, black high waisted jeans that are ripped. I grab my red and black nike air max's. A red G-Shock watch. A black and red rag shirt and I change the cover to my iPhone to match the outfit. Since my nails are done black my outfit for tomorrow is done.

I grab my phone and call Callie telling her to come over and that it's urgent. Then I call Charlie. On the second ring he picks up

"Hey Charlie-boy.. So I got the news"

"The America news?"

"Yup... So, you wanna go see the hot babes? Do you?"

"Hell yeah! I mean come on you guys have the blue eyes girls and the green eyed ones too.. Americans are not very good at sharing right?"

And that's how the rest of the night went until Callie came in crying.they must've told her the news. I just end up holding her all night.

•FLASHBACK OVER•

I haven't noticed that I've cried until Callie starts to cry with me.

"I'll miss you too Addy, you and Charlie-boy" she whimpers.

"I hope you don't forget me Callie" I whisper.

"Never" she says back.

The end of the day bell rings and we stand up not letting each other go and start walking to my Lamborghini in silence. Both of us in deep thoughts.

One last thought comes to mind.

Jackson, I'm coming back and you better be ready for it.. Because now, I can fight back.

With that thought in mind I drive back home with a grin so big that the Cheshire Cat would've gotten jealous.