Complicated Love Nash/Hayes Grier/ Matthew Espinosa

Nichole Drama.

*Mitzy's Pov*

This chapter is going to have alot of cussing. Just a heads up ^.^

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*THE STORY OF MY LIFE*

My alarm started ringing. I woke up and it was 5 a.m. Ugh school. I got up and took a shower. I ended up staying over with my dad. That means staying over with Nash and Hayes. I got out of the shower and brushed my teeth. I put on my outfit I prepared last night. I was wearing light blue jeans with a brown bow belt around it. A black cropped shirt with a necklace saying "Tyga." I blow dryed my hair and started curling it. When I was done I put some make up on. I walked out of the bathroom and put my jordans on. I grabbed my jacket and put it on, I also added braclets.

"Hummm there's something missing." I say.

"Oh yeah the beanie!" I say putting it on.

I take a last look in the mirriot. I grab my bag and walk downstairs.

"Ready?" Nash asked me.

"Yup," I say grabbing an apple.

"Hayes hurry." Nash whines.

"Going." Hayes says putting on his shoes.

It was already 7. Wow time flies by.

We started walking to school.

"Dam Mitzy....swag." Hayes says.

I just laugh.

"Weirdo." I say.

We kept walking about yesterday and the day before.

"The duck that chased you Mitzy." NAsh says laughing.

"Haha very funny." I say smiling and rolling my eyes.

"Admit it." NAsh says.

"Yes it was, but kind of scary." I say

"Look starbucks!" Hayes says.

We went into starbucks and ordered a drink

I got a "Vanilla Bean frappuchino." Its my favorite!

We got to Hayes school. We said our goodbyes and me and Nash kept walking.

"Soo my little swagger." Nash tells me.

"What up." I say smiling.

"Did you know Nichole hates you?" Nash asked me.

She hates me? Why?

"No...Really why?" I ask.

Ugh whatever! One less bitch.

"On Valentines day she asked me who was my valentines and I said you and she started saying all this crap about you." Nash tells me.

"Oh.." I say.

Oh hell nah. If you have shit to say about me, say it in my face. I'm not a shit talker. I rather sock you in the face than fucking talk shit. It saves everybody time.

"But dont worry I defended you." Nash adds.

Awe Nash ^.^

"What did you say?" I ask him.

He is just perfect.

"I told her that you dont think your the "shit" with Matthew, and that you are cute." He says taking my hand.

I just start laughing. "What did she tell you at first?" I ask him.

"That you think your the shit with Matthew and that your an ugly hoe." Nash tells me.