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Chanèl

after ice skating, stas dropped me off at her apartment because i left my car there. "stas, please come over. i need someone to talk to. travis is catching up with nate." i said going in my car. she thought about it. "yeah, sure. go ahead. i'll meet you there." she said.

i nodded my head. i then turned on the radio and started singing. "my girl don't want me cause of my dirty laundry and i think that she knows im outta control." i sang. after singing a couple more songs, and little bit of rode rage, i finally made it home without a ticket.

i then waited outside for stas. finally after billions of years later, she finally came. "finally!" i yelled hugging her. she laughed. "i saw you yell at that one person in front of you the whole way here." she said laughing even harder. "that old lady was driving slow!" i defended myself.

not my fault i hate people that drive slow. "oh chanèl. come let's go inside." she said. i nodded my head and unlocked the door. i then saw travis drunk off his ass and nate just sitting there not knowing what to do.

"what the hell happened here?" i asked laughing. "um, short story. travis bought beer, but drank it all." he said. "okay, stas help travis to bed and me and nate will clean up." i said. she nodded and put his arm around her shoulder.

it was silence when nate decided to talk. "camila, i like your hair." he said. "thanks and my name isn't camila. it's chanèl." i said not looking at him. he sighed. "i know chanèl isn't your name. plus, i got your text today." he said. even though i wasn't looking at him, i could tell he was smiling.

"whatever." i said. after we finished, i noticed that stas still wasn't back. i decided to check on them and saw my best friend on top of my boyfriend, making out. her top was off so the only thing covering her boobs were her laced bra. travis also had his shirt off.

"stas? what the fuck!" i yelled. she gasped and grabbed her shirt that was on the floor. travis was just smirking with marks on his neck. my eyes starting watering. "camila. please. i didn't mean to." she said, trying to make up an excuse.

"hey what hap-" nate said stopping when he saw marks on stas and travis' neck. "oh." was all he said. i then walked out, grabbing my purse and keys. i then drove, not knowing where i was going. just like i did back in nebraska. i found an abandoned amusement park. i went in and just sat at the top of a slide.

why did this have to happen? first nate, now travis. ughh, stas why? i thought she was my friend, guess not. i just sighed. after a couple of hours later, it started raining. wow, nice way to celebrate christmas. i thought.
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when i came home, i saw that travis wasn't that drunk anymore, and that stas was crying and nate looked pissed off. "hi?" i said putting down my purse and keys on the counter. "we just wanna apologize." stas and pointing at her and travis. i sighed.

"travis, stas. i honestly don't know what to do." i said. "forgive us! it was a mistake." stas said crying again, her makeup all smeared. i sighed. "um, i kinda liked it." travis said. everybody looked at him. "what?" i said. "i liked kissing stas better than you chanèl. sorry." he said with no emotion.

what the fuck just happened?

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woah. travis is r00d. how about that for you? nate is probably like, wth dude. staph. go bk to her. ps, merry christmas! ♡

crystal :)