Rules

Gabbie

Gabbies my best friend. Has been since we were 6 years old. We were in Mrs. Johns kindergarten class together. Gabbie was always getting in trouble for teasing other kids and not listening. So one day, Ms. John decided that Gabbie and I start to be friends. She thought it would be good for Gabbie to be around a goodie goodie. We didn't get along at first, she wanted to do the bad things and I always wanted to do good things. But by grade 1, we found common ground and became best friends. She's still the rebel and I'm still a goodie goodie, but somehow, we can't leave each others sides. 

"Hey stupid" I hear her call to be as she comes walking towards me. 

"Ready?" She asks. 

"Where have you been? I've been waiting here for at least 20 minutes." I ask her. 

"Sorry, was with Eric" 

Gabbie also has a new 'boyfriend' probably every week. She says she breaks up with them because she gets bored after a while. I stopped trying to convince her that it was not good and just let her do her. 

"Fine. Next time break up with dummies after lunch."

I always called her boyfriends dummies because they were all too stupid to realize that she was just using every single one of them. They were all too blinded by her beauty. 

Gabbie has black straight hair, and blue eyes. She is one of the prettiest girls in the school. That's why it's so easy for her to get what ever boy she wants. 

We get in her car and start to drive. 

Gabbie already  has her license because her dad paid for her to get it. Gabbie's family is very rich. Her dad is a huge lawyer that's never home, so she can always have parties. But of course I never to go them. Parties aren't really my thing. She always tries   to convince me to come, but never succeeds. 

"So my dads going to Rio tonight with his barbie doll for the weekend." Her dad has a girlfriend named Sidney. But Gabbie refers to her as her dad's barbie doll because she's 10 years younger then her dad. 

"And this time you are coming to the party" she insist. 

"Gabbie I have told you this so ma times. Parties are not my thing. I don't like them. And besides I have plans"  

"Oh please. What plans?"

"I have to help my mom with a big dinner she has" I tell her. It wasn't really rue though. My mom just had to go to a dinner that night, so I'd be home alone anyways since Hunter will probably be out too. 

"Oh really? Because your mom told me that I could come over because she will be out all night" Crap! I forgot about that. 

"Okay fine. But still I'm not coming" I say.

"Oh come on! You never come to my parties. You can sleep over too. So you don't have to worry about going home after"

"If I come, I will not be drinking at all" 

"Okay. That's fine" She says. 

"Fine I'll come" 

"YAYYYYYYYY!!!!" 

"So come over after school and we will get ready together" She says. 

"Okay"