Girls we have to do three things for payback.
FIRST- steal there huge group of followers.
SECOND-break them apart.
THIRD- we tear their lives like they did to ours.
Those bitches are going to pay it's
GAME ON! Girls.
There's a point in every true friendship, where friends stop being friends and become sisters. - Unknown
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Two minutes later my lovely aunt, my uncle, a young boy around the age of my sister, luckily she will have company, and then- What! No way!
How can he be my cousin?!
"Austin?" I question as I see him walk in, followed by a really pretty girl in her twenties, but she seemed really familiar.
Austin smiles at me in a cheeky way and then says, "Hi, cousin."
Immediately my confused face turns into a happy one, a really, really, really happy one! We are cousins, related! So that means Austin is half Italian fall Finnish. He looks at my really happy face and his face becomes happy too. Suddenly from behind I hear a chuckle, then someone asks, "You guys know each other?"
It was my mom. "Yes mamma, we do, he is in a few of my classes," I tell her.
The girl who was in her twenties came to me and engulfed me in to a hug. I like her. I returned the hug tightly and say, "Hi, I'm Lara."
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"Oh, I know!" She says pulling away, "I remember when you were much younger and when I used to live in Italy, I would always come over to babysit you."
"Oh, wow!" I say, feeling really excited to be with my relatives, "No wonder you seemed familiar."
"By the way I'm Amalia."
I then greet my aunt and uncle and also the little boy who is their youngest son and his name was Aaron. He was really sweet and cute. After around thirty minutes of family interaction, me, Austin and Amalia went out into the big garden sat at the pretty patio we had, which decorated with roses and ivy.
We then started talking about our childhood, when we were kids, and how, Amalia used to babysit me and Austin back then as he was only a few months older then me. Another thirty minutes later, Avery got a phone call and she excused herself, leaving me and Austin.
Austin looked down, and bashfully said, "Hey, Lara, can I....umm ask you something."
"Yea, sure, what?"
"You see the thing is, that on Monday I asked butterfingers out on a date, but I really don't know what to do."
Wait who is butterfingers? I look at him with a questioning look and asked, "Butterfingers?"
