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Chapter 24

Author's Note: I guess since Matt is becoming a bigger part of this story I have to assign him a star, no prob I have one in mind. Check it out below!

P.S. If there are any song you wanna hear that were mentioned in the story, comment and I'll put either their music videos or audio videos from Youtube.

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I smled. "We all plugged in? This is going to be loud. I can't believe the principal agreed to this."

"Considering I saved his 'high tech' computer that was twenty thousand dollars from a virus, he said it was his pleasure. He can't say no to the new popular girl, anyways." Brian said

"Pleasure to be popular for once." I replied. "Let's get this small show done with."

We had three songs planned. It was short because we still wanted time to eat. I was leading them all. "F**Kin' Perfect" by P!nk. "Both of Us" by B.O.B., but Brian was doing the rapping and I was doing the Taylor Swift part.  Finally I had my closer, "True Love" by Ke$ha and Katy Perry. Tessa was Katy Perry in that song. This was going to be good.

Brian nodded to me. I climbed on top of the lunch table. G chord, single strum. "Made a wrong turn, once or twice..." my voice flowed with the strums of my guitar. The crowd was gathering. I could here Naomi's designer stilettos click along the sidewalk, going away.

The songs made everyone cheer. During my last song, you could here Matt hollar. He was becoming a good friend. Supportive during the Luke and me break up. But he abruptly stopped. I opened my eyes. He was walking away with Luke. God, no this wasn't happening.

I finished my songs, recieved congratualtions, hugged my friends, and finally made my way through the crowd. On the field, another crowd was building. "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO HER." Matt's voice yelled over the crowd. Tessa leaned her arm on my shoulder.

"Should we go do something? I hear a fight beginning." She said. Indeed she was right. I charged forward. People made way for my badass self. Tessa trailed behind me.

The boys were butting heads, almost literally, there were locked at the hands, pushing to knock the other one over. Okay, now I'm pissed. I thought. I nodded to Tessa she pulled back Matt and I did Luke. Both released quite easily not expect anyone to break them up. We stepped in between. I faced Luke and Tessa had a staredown with Matt.

"Luke, this is seriously enough. This better have nothing to do with me." Of course it did. It has everything to do with you, Sydney, you idiot. I thought.

Luke panted. "NO, it's about my car." He was really angry. "Of course, this is about you."

"So you think this is about me? Then why are you fighting Matt if this problem is with me? This better have a hell good explanation!" I yelled at him.

"Sydney, don't you know a boy can't hit a girl." Luke responded cockily. He put on his sly smile.

I my rage level just went up two levels. "Shut the hell up Luke Hayes. Don't give me that bullshit. You've already made me mad. Do you really want me to become a demon?" He just shrugged. "You're passive about this? About me?"

"Sydney, that's not it-" He used his sweet voice.

"Again with the bullcrap. You and I both know I was just 'something to get by'." I said with overly exaggerated hand gestures that I now know looked really stupid. Dang it, I could've joined the drama club.

He was taken aback. "Where did you f'ing here that? Matt?" Matt shrugged.

"Do NOT bring Matt back into this. You don't need to know." Because he probably did. Carter and Chase, sorry for bringing you into this. "Leave this alone, Luke. I'm sure as hell not kidding this time." I stomped out of ther with Tessa and Matt following. I have never been this mad at anyone in a very long time.

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Author's Note Part Deux: Sorry it's short. I'm really trying to squeeze this in. I just had exams this week. But next week I'm twice as busy. I'm trying to keep up with the end of the year.

I promise the next one will be as long as  I can make it. Which is a stretch for me. But I'm trying.