❝I'm your best friend Max. Being concerned is part of the job description.❞
❝Well, I never asked you to take the bloody job.❞
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What do you do when your best friend leaves you forever?
You cry, curse...
Hey guys! Big change in this chapter. I edited it. Please read it.
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Hailey's Top:
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Sharon's Outfit:
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Tasha's Outfit:
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These aren't the people, just the outfits!! And it's at night.. >.<
Finally, here's the chapter...
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Hailey's POV
Just great. A house filled with crazy, hormonal teenagers and ear deafening music. What more could a girl want?
"C'mon, it will be FUN." Sharon reprimanded, giving me a stern look before returning her gaze to the GPS on her phone.
"Gosh, lighten up Lee!!" said Tasha, making me sigh.
I looked out of the window, watching the trees rushing past us, increasing their speed as we increased ours. It was like we were racing, but in opposite directions.
"I'm trying," I murmured, thinking back to the horrible accident that had scarred me.
I jumped out of the jeep and rubbed the dirt off my jeans. We were hitching a ride from Sharon's brother, who was visiting from college.
