angelina giovanni
i was in the kitchen grabbing some pop tarts when i hear the doorbell ring. i open the door and nathalie stood there with a very angry look on her face.
"the pictures are nowhere on my phone." she walked right in.
"what?!" i nearly yell.
"they're not on my phone.. do you think maybe someone, somehow deleted them?"
"i guess, how else will it get deleted?"
"i'm so fucking pissed!!" nathalie screamed and started pacing around the living room with her hands in her hair.
"chill. i should be the one dealing with this. not you." i calmed her down.
"no, they were on my phone. how could i lose them just like that?" she said raising her voice at 'my'.
"i don't know, but i think you should get some rest." i said as she headed for the door.
"kk, i'll see you at school on monday." she started closing the door, until she peeked her head back in. "oh, don't forget that prom is on may eighth."
"oh, okay." and with that she left and i locked the door. i went upstairs to gabriella's room.
i knocked on the door.
"who is it?" she asked.
"your twin." i chuckled.
"oh, haha, come in."
i twist the door knob and walk inside her room.
"i was wondering if you wanted to go to the park?" i sat next to her on her bed.
"oh sure." she said as she finished editing this week's new video.
"okay, i'm gonna get ready." i left her room, went into my room and then into my closet.
i put on a turquoise crop top, skater skirt, and some vans. i went to my vanity and did my makeup + hair.
i grabbed a backpack and packed some water and snacks, just in case if we get hungry. i put my phone in my backpack and grabbed my sunglasses. i leave my room, and into gabi's room.
"alright, i'm ready." i say as i knock on the door.
"okay, start heading outside.. i'll be there in a minute."
i did as she told me.
"mom, gabi and i are going to the park!"
"okay, stay safe please."
i head out and as soon as i open the door i see ethan and grayson playing basketball across the street. there's a basketball court right across the street from my house, and they don't have one near their house, except for this one.
i walk to the backyard, trying to avoid contact with ethan. i got my skateboard and walked back to the front yard.
gabi still hasn't came out yet, and i couldn't stand being here any longer with ethan a few feet away from me. it gives me the thought of wanting to talk to him about everything, but he won't listen.
ethan dolan
"dude, you have the ball! score!" i yell at grayson. dang, this kid doesn't know how to play basketball.
he shoots a three-pointer, but misses. "i need a break." he says and jogs towards the benches to grab his water bottle.
i turn around and see angelina sitting on her doorstep, alone. i miss her. i really do. everything i said was harsh. i bet she doesn't ever want to hear my voice again. i kept staring at her, and noticed that she was still wearing the necklace i gave her. she looks up from her phone and i immediately look away. not long after, gabi comes outside also ready to go somewhere. grayson, of course, sees gabi and runs towards her.
angelina giovanni
i noticed ethan staring at me. but why? i thought he never wanted to hear from me again. my thoughts were interrupted by gabriella finally coming outside.
"sorry about that, now i'm ready." she sighs.
i get up still staring at ethan.
"yo! ella!" grayson calls gabi. it's really cute because everyone calls gabriella, gabi but gray calls her ella. just like ethan calls me lina.
"oh, hey!" she gave grayson a big hug. "ew you're sweaty." she giggles.
"haha, sorry 'bout that.. so where are you both going?" he asks.
"park." gabi answers.
"oh okay, well i have to head back over there before ethan calls it quits. bye." he waved goodbye to both of us and ran back to ethan, who was already staring at me. we waved back and started skateboarding to the park.
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i really tired. this will be all for today. ilyyyy.
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