(Izzy's P.O.V.)
I wake up, and groan. It was too damn early for this mess. I grab my phone turn off the alarm, and check my messages. I had another text, and I needed to make sure it was not him.
(233-674-1854): hey.
Me: who is this??
(233-674-1854): its Sidney, and I got your # from Kasey... Is that OK?
Me: yea sure..gotta go! 😇
As I put down the phone, I grab my dishes and walk to the bathroom. I do two French braids, and freshen up. I walk to our room, and Danny was changing.
She turns around, and squeals too damn loud.
"Ahhh your wearing a fuckin skirt"
I rolled my eyes and put on my fav combat boots. As I grab my keys and walked out of my room. As I checked my phone I realized I hadn't read the last message. As I checked the message I realized who sent it.
CurlyStoo🐑: hey I am so sorry...
I roll my eyes, and block his number and and walk out the door. I slide into my car, making more I needed to get gas on the way.
"Well damn, this day keeps on getting better and better."
***
As I walk toward my next class I bump into the last person I wanted to see. Okay second to last but still I don't want to see him.
I turn around hoping he didn't see me, but if course the I oversee wanted to make my day worse.
"Izzy wait up."
I stop, but something told me to keep on walking. He grabbed my wrist and turned me around. Planting a soft kiss on my forehead.
"Izzy whatever I dis, I'm sorry."
Okay, now I get why girls get twisted bout this bull. I don't want a apology if he doesn't even know what he did. Luckily I'm not petty bitch, so I pull away from him and unlock my phone.
I go to the messages and click on the convo, and hand him my phone. At first he was confused then his face softened. He knew it was bad.
"Izzy i-i can expl-"
I grab my phone, and walk away. He knew, but at the same time I knew when this happened. I make it to my locker but of course the I oversee hasn't tortured me enough.
"Hey sweetie did you see the gift I sent ya?"
I felt my eyes giving up, while tears roll down my cheeks. Her face lit up, she was happy I was down. I give her a slap and walk off.
I make my way to the bathroom, and silently cry. I tried to stop but tears just flowed out. I heard heels and stopped. Please let it be some other chicks and not Stacie.
"Issabella get your ass up"
I perked up to the familiar voice. Of course Danny was here, We have some type of twin intuition. I swear it creepy but useful at the same time.
"Izzy come on"
I open the stall, and look to see Danny and Sidney. I have them a hug, and heard a chuckle. I grab my bag, and walk to the sink.
I wipe of my mascara, and really a new coat. I couldn't feel sorry for myself. It's not worth this shit.
"Kasey is coming over here, and Violet snuck into the cafeteria to get some snacks."
"So why?"
"Because were all gonna skip first period and munch on some snacks."
I chuckle, as we walk out the bathroom. We walk to the club, before Sidney broke off.
"Sorry, I have a call I need to take."
She disappears in the crowd, and We continued to go the the abandoned club room.
(Sidney's P.O.V.)
Me: What the hell do you fucking want.
Stacie: To give you a friendly warning.
Me: About what exactly? You mad Ash dropped your ass??
Stacie: No, but to warn you about Izzy and her gang. Especially that gay freak Kasey. You can't trust them.
Me: Funny that's I said to you. Listen Stacie give up. I'm gonna go backwards.
Stacie: You say that now, but I know you. You'll do e crawling back when drop you. You'll see.
Me: Let me get this straight. You waste my time to tell me some false prediction, just to get back into the scene. Yeah imma pass.
Stacie: Okay Sidney, just know I still care about you. You can talk to me any time. Toodles.
Me: Bye Barbie.
I end the call, and walk to the classroom. I swear Stacie always trying to start some drama out a nothing.
Mia 👑
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