Chapter 20.

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Sherbrooke's POV.

I said, nobody can drag me down.

But why did I let Zack drag me into this mess.

I've tried convincing him, Adren, is still Adren but he just responded with "I don't want to fucking talk about it"

So I just dropped it.

Right now, we were at my house, just watching movies.

As we we're watching, Frozen, because, Olaf is basically my life, Zack and I got notifications on our phones.

It was from Twitter.

Of course.

We open twitter and we scream.

Zack's POV.

"WHAT! OHHH! WHATT!! GIGI SH-SHE SHE SHE AHHHHHHHHHH" I scream.

Gigi, tweets us, tweets US.

Out of everyone in the whole world.

US

Why? Gigi? Noooo! Fuckk!

WAIT SHE WANTS TO HANG OUT????

"SHERBROOKE GIZI GIZI GIZI WE- GO- HANG- AND- AHHH" I can't speak. ZACK SPEAK!!

"Zack, you sound like you're smoking weed, please breathe, or I'm taking you to the hospital" She sasses.

I stuck the middle finger at her and continue to take various screenshots.

"Okay, Zack. Can you not? You're honestly acting, like me when Larry hugged on Halloween" She says, rudely.

If she knows what true fanboying is, then she'll understand.

"Sherbrooke, Gigi, my wife. Wants to hang out. WITH US! AND SHE CAN BRING ZAYN AND YOU CAN DATE ZAYN AND I CAN DATE GIGI AND WE WILL BE MARRIED AMD HAVE SE-"

"Hold up hoe, Ashton girl remember?"

This women, needs to learn manners. Better yet, grammar.

"Excuse you, who you calling a hoe, hoe"

"Would you prefer bitch?"

Damn. Sherbrooke, please someone teach this child common sense.

Once she said that.

I get up, and walk out of that house because, I know for a fact that, if I'm in that house to long, my grammar will be gone.

I pull out my phone, and text Andrea.

Zack: Adren is gay, and I'm walking over

Andre: okay. And Adren? Wtf. BOI Get a Life !!1!!

Ugh! The walk is long, but I need this walk to think.

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