Laura's P.O.V.:
I kept reading the text over and over.
"Laura why are you such a slut. Your always talking to new guys like every second. First Niall and now some new guy. Eww. get away from me !!! "
Since when did he change? This seems nothing like him! I really miss the old him. When we were just bestfriends and we were really close. Now, I don't even know who he is. He's like a stranger. More like, IS a stranger. I tap on the text again and reply to it.
"Ok first of all, what did I do to you, huh?! You can't treat me like that. I thought we were friends?! Seems like I was WRONG. I miss the old Ross. Your not the same ever since you decided to be a "popular." You don't tell me things anymore, don't talk to me anymore, you know what, just enjoy your little time of popularity because soon it won't last long. They'll kick you out and you're just gonna be all alone. By the way, never talk to me EVER again. I want nothing to do with you! Goodbye." I hit send and throw my phone on my bed.
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL.
I walk past everyone with Harry by my side. Ignoring everyone but Harry. He's the only one I can seem to trust right now. Chelsea totally didn't tell me she was dating Logan but i'm not that mad at her. HARRY IS THE ONLY ONE WHO HASN'T LIED TO ME BY FAR. I quit dance because I can't stand Ross anymore and got my special class changed to Theater. I actually loved acting for quite a while and said to myself. "Ehh.. why not try it out? "
DURING CLASS.
I have my phone in my pocket since I listen to music in some of my classes. Suddenly, I feel it vibrating. Ugh. Who's stupid enough in my contacts list to call me during school times? I ignore it. Suddenly, I feel another vibration. I ignore once again. Another vibration. Ugh this is getting really annoying! I take a peek at my phone and see the caller ID. It's my dad. I wonder what he wants right now? Or whats important? I mean, it must be something important because he won't stop calling me.
After school.
I didn't drive to school today. I walked. Surprisingly. As i'm walking, I catch up to my friend. "Hey girl." I say. "Heeyyy." she says in her weird fake little girl voice. We talk a bit and my phone vibrates. "Ugh someones calling me. I'm not answering." Harry catches up to me. "Oh um hey!" I say. "Hey there." he says back.
My friend leaves and it's just me and Harry. We're silent during the walk. I glance at him and he's smiling playing with the string for the hoodie of his jacket. I smile. Then my phone vibrates and I wait for it to stop. "Ugh, my phone's vibrating again. It's my dad." I say "I hope i'm not in trouble or something." I say outloud. I take a quick glance at Harry and he's still playing with the strand of his hoodie. "Then answer it!" he suggests. "Nevermind.. it stopped vibrating." I sigh.
"Hey look, your sister is here!" He says finally looking at me. I sigh again. "I hope i'm not in trouble.. kay bye." I say hopping in the car. Once I get in I could see Harry looking back at me and still walking. Then he reaches the stop sign and turns.
"Vanessa?" I say squinting a tiny bit. "What's up sis? Thought we could catch up for a while. Is that ok with you?" She asks with a pleasant smile. "Uh, sure." She takes me to Olive Garden since they serve Italian food and it's one of my favorite restaurants. Although, I prefer making homemade pasta and italian food. Don't get me wrong though, the food we made back then was delicious! I still make it for myself here and now but not as often. We order our food and dig in.
"Oh my goodness, this is soooo delicious! Thanks Vanessa!" I say enjoying every single bit of my food. I look at my phone to see what time it is and remember my dad called me. "Oh shoot! I forgot dad called me!" I say outloud. "He called you?" Vanessa asks still eating her pasta. "Yup. I'll be right back kay?" I say getting up from my seat and walking outside.
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FanfictionRoss Lynch is not your average teenage guy. He lives a boring, yet, interesting life. You see, he's kind of a geek when it comes to things school-related but when talent and good looks run in the family, how could life not be cool and fun? Well, Ros...