Chapter Forty-Two

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Roxy's Point of View:

After the date with Cameron, I made my way into my bedroom and pulled out my laptop.

As it loaded I pulled out my phone and started to dial Sunny's phone number. She answer on the third ring. “Hey girly, what's going on?”

“Get on skype now.” I wiped away the running tears from my eyes. “I really need to talk to you.”

“Okay, I'm on.” She sent me a video request as she hung up the phone. “What's going on? Why are you crying?”

At this point I was crying. “I saw Ross today.”

Sunny sighed. “Oh, honey. Are you okay?”

I shook my head. “No, gosh, Sunny. I am such a mess! I thought I was going to be able to get over him. But I can't!” I looked in her background. “Wait, where are you?”

“I'm at Rocky's house.” My eyes widened. She quickly put her hands up in defense. “Don't worry. Nobody's home! I swear. They are all at the set. I promise.”

I ran my fingers though my hair. “Can I tell you something?” She nodded her head. “On the night of prom, I was ready to fly out to go see Ross. And just as I was about leave, Ross came on the stage.”

“So what happened?” Sunny demanded to know. “Why didn't you get back with him?”

“When I saw the girls screaming and yelling for him, I remembered why I broke up with him in the first place.” I was full out crying out.

“And why is that?” Sunny's voice was soft.

“Cause he was always so busy. Ross was always working and I felt like he never had time to for me. Gosh, I know I sound so selfish, but I can't get over it.”

“What do you want him to do? Give up his job.” Sunny challenged. “It's not like he can drop everything. It's his job.”

I shook my head, looking down with shame. “No. I would never want to do that to him. I know how much it means to him. And that's why I turned him down at prom. I don't want either of us to get hurt. Not again.”

My friend nodded her head with understanding. “And is that why you're getting together with Cameron?”

Ah, Cameron. “I don't know. He's just helping me get over Ross. But he's not doing so great.” I gave a dry laugh. “But I'm working on it.”

“Okay, sweetie.” She looked over to the door. “Hey guys!” She turned back to me. “They're home. I'll talk to you later.”

“Thanks babe.” I blew her a kiss before I closed the laptop. I looked down to my ringing phone. Cameron.

With a sigh, I pressed decline. Instead I decided to go onto Youtube.

“Ross Lynch Prom.” I'm so glad someone decided to record Ross singing Time Bomb.

For the rest of the night, I just listened to Ross, crying out my eyes.

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I am super pumped! I was jumping around backstage waiting for Old School Photo opened up for two of my favorite bands. This is going to be so amazing!

“So who's gonna sing Remembering Sunday with me tonight?” Alex walked up to me, Tay in tow.

“Why doesn't Rox go tonight and I'll go on the next show.” Tay suggested. I nodded my head.

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