Chapter 4: Allie's P.O.V

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Allie smoothed her dress, her hands shaking. I can't wait to see Hannah. And Jacki of course..She laughed as she recalled her old nickname for Jackson. She was wearing a short darker blue dress with sky blue patterns and white spirals.

She sighed, and suddenly heard a squeal. "Allie!" She was suddenly tackled to the ground. "Hannah!!" She looked to see her best friend since forever, her eyes gleaming. "Omg look how beautiful you are! I mean, you were before, but now.." She looked her up and down. She suddenly stood up, a giant grin on her face. She turned and went to sit at the booth Allie had been in.

"Al?" She turned to a handsome, tall boy in a white, buttoned shirt, and automatically recognized his green eyes and golden curls. "Jacki!" She lept up and hugged him tightly, her head on his chest. He tensed for a moment, before hugging her back. "Glad to see you, Al. We missed you a lot." Allie heard Hannah giggle, and she let go and turned around. "What's so funny?" She placed her hands on her hips.

"Nothing!! Just glad the gang's all here!" She said, but Allie knew her friend was hiding something. Jackson sat down, and Allie sat next to him, since Hannah took up the entire side of her booth. Allie took a sip of her cherry coke. Hannah grinned widely, before casually saying, "I now see where you stand. First flirting, now sitting next to each other. A match made in Hell indeed." Jackson's face turned crimson, while Allie choked on her drink. "Hannah Elizabeth Rose Silverwood!" Allie said as she wiped her mouth, while Jackson just typed on his phone, his face now expressionless.

She smiled sheepishly at her friend. "Just saying. You seem to be favoring your best friend's BROTHER, over your bestie." Allie rolled her eyes, and twirled a finger through her hair. "Whatever." Hannah leaned over the table to look at her brother. "Jacki! Jackipoo!" She poked his nose with her finger. He glanced up sharply. "Cool it Han. Only Al can call me that."

Hannah drew back, and put a hand on her heart. "It's weird how you too have pet names for each other..while I, am just..plain old Hannah." She dramatically leaned back against her booth, a hand on her forehead. "Pet names?!? Hannah, for once, get your head out of your ass, and shut the fuck up! You keep teasing, but just stop! I don't like Al, and she doesn't like me. So just fucking stop!" With that he kept up and stormed out. He slammed the car door so hard, it boomed, even inside.

Hannah was quiet for a moment, before murmuring, "Be right back." She slipped outside. Allie sighed, looking at her shaking hands. Damnit Hannah, why do you always tease Jacki? He doesn't like me, and I don't like him....I wish she'd stop, before Jacki goes nuts. She sighed, and looked up at Hannah as she came inside, a smile plastered into her face, but Allie knew her too well.

"He said he is leaving, and that you could drop me off. Is that okay?" Allie nodded, and watched as Hannah nodded. The silver Nissan pulled out, but she thought she saw Jackson glance her way, before pulling out of the parking lot.

"Damnit Allie, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean too! We didn't order drinks yet, it's your birthday, and Jackson's gone. I'm sorry." Allie smiled at her downcast friend. "I'm glad I got to see my two closest friends, and we can go to SweetFrog and talk about life." Hannah nodded, and hand-in-hand they walked out into the parking lot. Suddenly, her phone binged, announcing she had a text message.

She took out her phone.

Jackson: Hey, Al, I'm really sorry. I just had to leave. I couldn't take it. Hannah teases too damn much..😒

Allie smiled softly and replied,

Gummybear: Its okay, Jacki. Hannah can be an obnoxious ass sometimes, but she means well.😕

Jacki: I know, I know. I will make it up to you. Maybe brunch at Waffle House sometime? :3

Wolfgirl - Sounds perfect C:

Jacki: Okey dokey!! Talk to you later Al 😄

Wolfgirl: :] Okay Jacki <3

Jacki: [;

"Who are you texting that could be more important than me?" Hannah said, poking her head out of the window. "Oh sorry!" She went to the other side, and got into her car, a navy blue SUV.

Hannah shook her head. "Honestly, it's as if you were texting my brother." Allie glared at her, but the girl turned to look out her window. Allie sighed, and pulled out of the parking lot. She almost bumped into a bright red minivan. "Watch it!" The driver called, but Allie only gave him the finger.

Hannah sighed turning toward her and leaning her head on her shoulder. Allie should be furious. So should Jackson. But no one could stay mad at Hannah Silverwood for long.. That was for sure.

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