Something About Being A Mate... Whaaat?

Chapter Ten: DNM. (Deep And Meaningful.)

A/N.

The verse below is from the song "Breathe Me" by Sia.

I've been having this weird Sia phrase lately and listening to more  softer music.

Hope you guys like. Toodles, Bri. <3

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"Help, I have done it again,

I have been here many times before."

What the..? Urgh!

"Hurt myself again today

And the worst part is there's no one else to blame."

Is that my ringtone? It is! I grab my phone off the bedside drawer and answer it, "Hello!?"

"Hey, Ashlyn. It's Sam."

My shoulders slump back down in what seems to be disappointment, "Hey, What's up?"

"I need a ride to School, if that's okay?"

I yawn, "Yeah, sure. Just let me get ready." I pull the phone away from my ear and I'm about to hang up when I see the time, "Sam! Do you know the freaking time!?"

"Yeah, it's like six."

"In the morning!" I hiss.

"Sorry..." She murmurs, "I'll let you go back to sleep then..."

I sigh and roll my eyes, "Okay, what's wrong?"

"I've been drinking coffee and energy drinks, I haven't slept! Oh, Ashlyn! I thought you hated me!"

"Sam! You're not meant to have caffeine."

"I know... But I can't help it when I'm worried, Ashy..."

"I could never hate you."

She let's out a deep great in relief, "Thank goodness!"

"Okay... Well, I'm going back to something called sleep. I'll be there at 8:30 the latest."

"Okay, thank you!"

"It's..." Before I can even finish my sentence, she hangs up. I shake my head and put my phone back on the bedside table. I slump back on my bed and close my eyes.

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I've just arrived at Sam's and as usual she isn't waiting out the front like I told her to like two minutes ago. I groan and pick up my phone.

I scroll through the contacts and click on her name. One, two, three. She picks up after the third ring, "Ash?"

"Yup!" She sighs, "I told you..."

"To wait out the front, I know! But I was walking out and I forgot to put mascara on."

I roll my eyes, "Really, Sam? Mascara?"