Chapter 4 - Partayyyy

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"I am not saying that I Hate you. I'm just saying if you got hit by a bus, I would be driving that bus," Anonymous 

Hey there!!! Please comment and give feedback or requests of where you want this story to go. This is my first story and so far I've been going with the flow and writing anything that comes to mind lol Enjoy Puntas Xxx

 This is my first story and so far I've been going with the flow and writing anything that comes to mind lol Enjoy Puntas Xxx

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After that fiasco in the cafeteria I strutted the halls in confidence.

I refused to feel self conscious or scared or weak just because of a wanna bee queen bitch.

I avoided Nic at all costs.

How dare he flaunt other girls around when he knows he has a mate. The fucking nerve on that guy.

School went by quick after that. After the final bell we all made our way to our cars talking amongst each other about our plans for the weekend.

I sighed dreamily when my baby came into view.

My 918 spyder Porsche was a beauty. I walked over to it and leaned against it as Chelsea and the guys made their way to me.

"Bree we have to go to the party tonight!!!", screamed Chelsea excitedly.

"No."

"Yes."

"Nope."

"Yes!"

"Nada."

"I said yes Bree!"

"And I said no. So now we got that out of the way I wanna go home now..."

"Hush yourself Bree, I said yes and if you say no one more time I will drag your ass unwillingly to the party if I have to; and force you to have fun", she said glaring at me.

I groaned in annoyance and gave her the middle finger while getting into my car.

"Fine. Hurry the hell up and get in. We're going shopping".

She squealed in delight while running around to the passengers side and sliding in.

"You won't regret this Bree!", she squealed jumping in her seat in excitement.

"You better hope not", I mumbled starting up the car and leaving this hell hole we call a school.


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Five dresses, seven shops and a trip to Victoria's secret later, we were at my house getting changed.

I changed into a tight maroon colored dress that reached mid thigh and slipped on my white converses not wanting to be walking around in heels all night.

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