POV: Abby
when i get home i need to paint my nails and find those hair bows and get my money to bu-
"abby! jeez! what are you thinking about?" clayton yells, waving his hand infront of abby's face.
"uh... to-dos... did you ask me something?" abby spoke as she sits down on the table he's sitting at.
clayton shakes his head, "see, this is what i've been meaning to talk to you about, and since drew's absent today i finally can. abby," clayton pauses to sigh then starts, "you're being really mean to drew. i mean me too but i don't care as much. but you're being a jerk to drew!" abby's face falls, "what? no i'm not!"
clayton sighs again, "abby. you gave him a calendar for his birthday. a calendar! no one likes calendars!" abby looks at her hands in her lap, "it was star wars..." clayton rolls his eyes, "that's not all. you keep ditching us to hang out with the annoying girls. not to mention you have a major crush on mine and his biggest bully! you're not being a good friend abby."
abby huffs, "fine! i'm not nice or good! whatever he has you!" clayton scowls at her, "no. he doesn't. i'm moving schools after the year ends. and anyway, you're his best friend!" abby rolls her eyes and stands up, "whatever clayton, you're just jealous."
"of what? of your bitchiness?"
bitchiness... ouch. that hurts ...
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blurry nights
General Fiction"my skin is dark as night, but you're the one with constellations across yours"
