peyton's pov:
everything has gone downhill. brandon left. maci left. i have no where to go. christine invited me to stay with her but i don't know. i couldn't go back home. my mom became a drug addict and was forced into rehab. my dad went back to jail. i wouldn't call myself homeless.
the night maci kicked me out was a blur. i cant exactly remember what happened, but i know that she started to spread rumors about me. she had a fake fan page for me but started to post fake rumors about me. i found out after borrowing her phone after mine died. i was disapointed.
"maci what is this?" i say in anger. "what's what?" she says innocently. "this account. maci what's wrong with you. after everything we've been through you make this, spread rumors about me, cause me to get tons of hate. i cant believe you. who do you think you are to do this?" i said. she rolls her eyes. "you aren't the same ever since this brandon came around. the fame has gotten to you." i shake my head. "i'm the same as i've always been." i yell. "just leave." i was grabbing my stuff and packing. i storm down the stairs. "peyton what's wro-" her mom started to say but was cut off by me running out the door and slamming it. "sorry brenda!" i yell to maci's mom. i got and my car and drove off.
i felt anger and sadness at the memory. my life long best friend was gone.
i shake the thoughts away and got in my car. i take a deep breath before driving. i'm still nervous every time i drive ever since the crash.
after a 20 minutes drive i make it to the rowland residence. i take a moment to breath. why am i so nervous jeez
