The unworded part 2

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So when I finally woke up, I felt so exhausted, it wasn't even funny. No thanks to Bella who kept me up all night. I pressed snooze and kept sleeping and about five minutes later my alarm rang again. That annoyingly stupid thing. Hate it so much. I really hope Bella got the stuff I asked for. Oh, shit I forgot to cover Bella. No, she's going to kill me. Let's cross put fingers and hope she's not coming home and still shopping. I call her and when she answers it sounds so weird and jiggly on the other line. "Bella?" I ask worried
"Yeah, I'm here. Just on the second bus home, you shouldn't be calling unless the plan went wrong. Is something wrong?" What am I going today about this? Hopefully her parents are still asleep, they should be because Bella isn't being reported on TV saying there's a missing child the age of thirteen. Also she doesn't seem upset.
"Everything's fine, just checking on when your coming home."
"Oh, well I just got on the second bus about five minutes ago. So cover me for about half an hour more?"
"Okay, did you get the stuff I asked for?"
"Yep, you'll love it. Its an appreciation gift for covering me." I feel so guilty.
"Okay, see you soon Bella."
"Kay, bye." As she hung up, I quickly put my clothes on and ran quickly towards Bella's house. I'm logged onto Instagram so I can see all her selfies she posts and see how much time I have. I sneak into her window which is ajar, and went into her room and close the window. I'm safe for now, all I have to do is hope that her parents or her dog doesn't wake up.

I sat on her bed for about twenty minutes on Instagram and Vine. After a while, I got bored and decided to call Bella again but this time I spoke quieter so I wouldn't wake anyone up. "Lavender, God bless I was just going to call you. I was just going to get on the third bus, but they're is a twenty minute delay. The bus got into an accident. Lavender I'm never making it in time thanks again for trying. What time is it?" I check the time and whine a little bit. "It's 6:15" I whisper.
"No, this isn't good. Wait why are you whispering?"
"So I don't wake up anyone else.".
"Before you weren't whispering." Oh, that was so true, how on earth am I going to cover this one up?
"I was outside, and I had to go back inside to.........." Think Lavender think "I had to get back because I saw someone coming outside. They were sleep walking so they went upstairs to go back asleep again"
"Who was sleep walking?"
"Your mom."
"oh, okay."

Later that morning, when I was at school I fell asleep in history and in math class. At lunch, I sat alone because Bella wasn't here that day, then to my surprise Heather approaches me. "Hey is anyone sitting here?"
"No." I answer honestly
"Good." She sighs and sits next to me. She puts her head down on the table and moans.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you at your table?"
"Because." She says and puts her head up from the table. "I'm all alone."
"Huh? Did you do something wrong?"
"No idiot, there's this new girl called Cynthia here, and she's so ugh. She wants to be the new me and when she was gone and no one agreed with me. So, I left them and now I'm all alone." Wow, I didn't even notice that she had feelings, I mean, she used to be friends with a girl but I forgot her name, and they weren't as popular as she is now. But she ditched her friend for popularity. I thought she lost her feelings when that happened. But I guess not, people who don't care about anyone don't really car about anyone throughout there entire lifetime. Which sucks, they're like the visible internet trolls.
"Okay."
"So, there's a million people I could've sat with, but I figured that the speech 'Keep your friends close but your enemies closer.' Is true, so I'm talking to you."
"What is that suppose to mean?"
"You stole my best friend bitch. So I'm coming after you. But let's enjoy this lunch together."
"Which best friend did I steal?"
"Carly." She said and stuffed popcorn in her mouth. "Obviously you'd know."
"No, I obviously don't know." Heather looks at me with a stubborn look. "Heather, I seriously don't know what your talking about."
"Did you suddenly get amnesia?" She snapped
"Why are you so mean?" I ask honestly
"Why do you have to be a backstabber? I guess we'll never know, huh?"

                                                                                                    Author's note

So, I'm going to write a part 3 to this too, I promise you it will end at part 3. Thank-you for reading, see you next chapter.

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