Chapter 13: Science Partners And Friends?
Halley POV.
The next day was a Friday and Mac had detention so we couldn't meet after school so I ended up walking home with Evie again and she didn't seem so happy when I tried to ask her about her science project and her partner. I didn't want to make her talk but I could tell that she hasn't been telling me something these couple of days that seemed to be killing her.
That night went by quickly as I went to bed early avoiding my thoughts from wondering.
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Saturday~
I woke up this morning to the sound of my phone ringing on my nightstand.
I checked the screen and it said 'Sexybeast'.
(A/N: Emily you know what I'm talking about!)
What the hell?!?
I swear I never put this contact in my phone before!!!
I answered the phone purely of curiosity.
"Hello?!?" I asked, "who's calling?!?"
"This is Sexybeast," I heard a way too familiar voice say.
"How do I have your number?!?" I ask in disgust.
"Whatever Halley, do you want to come over to do the project?!?" He asked.
"Ok, what time?" I question him.
"Whenever, my parents won't be home all weekend."
Yeah, Mac, I'm not spending a whole day with just me and you, I think.
"Okay.... Do you want me to come over in an hour?" I question him.
"If you want to."
"Okay. I'll see you at your house in an hour!" I say.
With that I hung up the phone placing it on my bedside table and hopped out of my bed.
I looked at the clock, 8:32 am.
I rushed to the door of the bathroom down the hall. Little bro!!!! Ughhh!!! Open up!!!! You take longer than a girl, I think as I bang the door as hard as possible.
As I enter the bathroom, I slam the door behind me locking it.
I strip down and turn on the water.
I wait a minute for the water to heat up then get into the steamy water.
After thirty minutes of shampooing I get out of the shower.
I squeeze my long brown hair then dry off.
With the towel wrapped around me, I turn on the hair dryer and begin to dry my hair.
Within that ten minutes my hair is perfect.
I rush to my room.
I look at the clock, 9:20.
Ughhhh!!! What am I even supposed to wear?!?
I decide on jean shorts, an orange high-low top, and my navy flip flops.
I look back at the clock and read 9:29.
Frick.
I quickly give my hair one last brush and check my mascara.
I don't really wear makeup, just mascara.
I rush out the door with my back pack on my back and phone in hand.
I walk down the street to Mac's house which BTW is right across the street from Evie's house.
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Revenge: A Dish Best Served Cold
Teen FictionRevenge: A Dish Best Served Cold is a story about three girls named Evie Green, Kaleigh Linn, and Halley French who have to survive their senior year of high-school with an annoying ex-friend. But, what happens when that ex-friend becomes a friend a...