*octavia*
i fucking dash out of that lame ass party bus. i try walking to the venue but then i get stopped by a lame ass security guard. "excuse me you can't go in yet." he says politely. "trust me I'm not a fan, my friend is performing here." i spit rolling my eyes obviously not in the mood. "sorry but aren't you supposed to have some sort of pass then?" he questions. i huff then roll my eyes. jack steps behind me. "here you go man sorry if she was a bitch." jack says, i look behind him and shoot him a stare. he just laughs. i walk away and try to find a bathroom because i really need to take a piss. my phone dings.
{gilinsky} nigglet wya?
{octavia} I'm taking a piss dipshit
i guess he sees it but doesn't reply and i finally found bathroom i don't understand why its so fucking far. i take a piss and i fucking strut out of the bathroom because I'm a boss ass bitch, hahah just kidding what am i thinking.
i walk back stage and its just a bunch of guys and like 3 girls including me. "wait no one told me this shit was gonna be a sausage party." i say trying not to laugh. nate grabs a bunt but before he lights it he says, "hoe chill just wait until the concert starts, but we all know you've sucked our dicks." he says laughing i cover my face because i was turning a light shade of pink from the embarrassment. i sit down on the couch they had and i feel it dip besides me. "hey baby." i turn and see sam. i scoff "nigga what do you want?" i ask rudely while taking a sip of henny. "why do you hate me?" he ask but he's drunk and high. these young fucking dipshits are just fucking childish. "why can't you leave me alone?" i ask and he walks away rolling his eyes.
"octavia." gilinsky says in a nonchalant tone walking towards me to me. "yes." i say rolling my eyes, why the fuck are people talking to me right now. he stays quite but looks at me. "we need to seriously talk." he says, i roll my eyes. i get up and start walking with hm. "there's legit nothing to talk about." i say while i give him the dirtiest look. oh if only looks could kill. look the deal is basically we lowkey can never stop fighting, there's always an issue, but deep down i'll always have these feelings for him for no fucking reason. "how much of a headass can you be?" i ask him. he looks at me with a confused look. "what are you talking about?" he asked clearly in a pickle about what i said.. (i legit can't believe i just said that HAHAH)
"jack you're fucking stupid." is all i said back to him. "why? is it because i brought that girl to the party?" he asks. "duh, if you can name her favorite show then you guys can be happy but it's none of my business." i say. "that's actually the funny thing because i don't." he says. "ugh you're such a disphit it's not even funny i can't believe i have feelings for you." i say slightly raising my voice.
"wait what did you say?" he asks me. " you're such a dipshit." i say trying to cover up the fact that i told him that i just have feelings for him. " no you didn't." he says. "if you know what i said why'd you ask would you ask me what i said." i spit at him with slight attitude. "cause i don't know if what i'm thinking you said i right." he says. after he says that i walk away and i can hear him calling my name but i can't turn around because i'm so embarrassed that , that just happened to me. GOD IM SO STUPID, when is the concert starting this day is so fucking long.
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just a short update for now
