Chapter 9: Old Friends

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*Heyy...I'm in school rn😒 Hella boring. I'm having a little case of writer's block, so of my chapters aren't as good as they used to, don't be mad. If you give me some suggestions, I'll make sure to include in the next chapter😊*

Emily's POV
-Same day-

I just woke up and I have to get ready for school. It's like 7:00 am, but I still have to clear the air with someone. So I get up and and pick out an outfit. I wore a black muscle tank with a tiger on the front, dark wash jeans with white specks on them, and white converse. I put curls in my hair and put in a little bit of makeup. Simple, but not too simple like I just woke up. I go downstairs and check to see if my mom is up. She must still be sleep because she wasn't downstairs. I went into the kitchen and got an apple. As soon as I was about to leave, my mom grabbed my arm and asked "Where do you think you're going so early?"

"I-I'm going to meet Hanna and Alison at the...brew." I stuttered.

"Why so early?"

"Uhh...we have to talk about our... project that's due like next week."

"Ohh okay, well I'll see you when you get home."

"Okay, see you later mom."

"Bye honey"

After blatantly lying to my mom's face, I left the house and got in my car and put in my aux cord. I pressed shuffle on my phone and "Big Daddy" by Nicki Minaj started playing. I'm not gonna lie, this was my favorite song. I put my car in reverse, started backing up, and drove off.

After about a minute, my favorite part came on.

"Still on top, pretty-pretty rich gang....still tight, pistol-pistol still bang. You...call me big momma, let em'...then I dip on em'"I sang to the top of my lungs.

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"How could you do this to me Em"

"What do you mean? I don't love you anymore...I love Alison and you can't change that!" I yelled.

"Oh really Emily"

"Yes really Maya."

Just as I was about to leave Maya's house, she grabbed my arm, turned me around, and kissed me.

"What do you think you're doing!" I yelled as I pulled away from her.

"I still love you Emily"

"Well the feelings aren't mutual." I said as I walked out of her house and ran to my car.

As I got in my car, I buckled my seat belt, and started to bang on the wheel thinking about what Alison would say if I told her. She would be furious. I let thoses thoughts leave my head and I drove to school.

"Hey Em...are you kidding me right now." Hanna said.

"What?" I said confused.

"We're wearing the same thing."

"Ohhh...right." I said looking at her outfit. She was wearing the same shirt and shoes as me, but not the pants.

"Well what a coincidence" Hanna exclaimed.

"Have you seen Ali?" I asked.

"There she is." Hanna said as Alison was parking. She got out of her car and started walking towards me.

"Hey Ali"

"Hey Emily, Hanna."

Alison's POV

"So, how's everyone's day going so far?"

"Awesome" Hanna said.

"Okay...umm Ali, can I talk to you alone?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I'll tell you just...come to the bathroom with me."

"Oooo...Emison action." Hanna said.

"Oh be quiet Hanna." I said.

Emily grabbed my hand and lead me to the bathroom. Her hand was sweaty and I knew she was nervous. We got to the bathroom and Emily looked really nervous. She was breathing hard.

"Emily, are you okay?" I asked feeling concerned.

"Umm...Ali, what I'm about to tell you, you may or may not be mad at me and hate me." Emily said.

"Em, you can tell me anything, I promise I won't get mad or angry at you. I could never hate you." I told her and caressed her cheek with my hand.

"Uhh...I went to go settle stuff with one of my past girlfriends and she kissed me. She was saying that she still loves me."

"Well first, did you kiss her back and secondly, do you?"

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Author's Note:

Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. School is very stressful at this time of the year and I hate it. I'm really sorry. I will also be making a new story after I'm finished with this one, but I won't be finished with this one for awhile...lol😂 Again, I'm really sorry.

xoxo,

Naje'❣

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