Chapter 9

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Songs for this Chapter-

Lost and Found- Odezsa remix-Pretty Little 

Best of both worlds- Hannah Montana 

Thats Just the Way We Role-Jonas Brothers

Missing You-Black Eyed Peas 

Two weeks later: CASSIE POV

Ever since that first night when Harry and I got into that fight we haven’t talked at all. During class I would sometimes look over at him but he would just be concentrated on either taking notes or texting someone. I hate to admit it but there is something about Harry that pulls me to him, maybe its his confusing green eyes, his smile, or how he parts his perfect lips when he is trying to focus on something, or maybe its his laugh that sounds like music to my ears, maybe it’s just the way I can’t stop thinking about him. Whatever it is I am confused by it, I don't like Harry I mean we have barely talked and even on that one day when we did it was filled with fights,arguments and a strange feeling of de ja vu. 

Zac and I have been going out ever since I asked him out to the bonfire which is this Saturday finally, we have kissed and held hands but that’s it and that’s how I want it to stay right now; we are still really early on in the relationship. Pierre and I hang out almost every day after school switching from Starbucks trips and Baskin’ Robbins treats.  I still hang out with Pierre, Niall, Zane and the gang but it is mostly after school because of Harry. The weird thing is that even Pierre hates Zac she tries her best not to show it but she is a terrible liar. 

 “So chica what are you going to wear to the bonfire?” Pierre said going through my closet, I walked next to her and joined her in searching through my closet, and “Hmmm I really don’t know, what about this?” I said taking out a pair of dark washed jeans and a black lace shirt with a scarf. Pierre shook her head “No its really cute, but its too dark plus you should dress edgier on Saturday, surprise people,” she said smiling, then she pulled out a pair of light washed, ripped jeans with a low cut white lace shirt and a beanie “This is more like it,” she said smiling with pride at the outfit she picked out.

I was surprise she would pick out something so warm for the typical weather here, I haven't worn the jeans yet because the rips were huge and they were newer. The shirt I wore once on a weekend when the sun actually came out, it was cute but it was tighter than my usual shirts. “Stop over processing the outfit and just admit I have an amazing taste in style” Pierre said with pride, I looked at her and pretended to bow down at her “ All hail Pierre, fashion god,” I said laughing. 

“Shut up,” she said joining in laughing and throwing a pillow at me; we ended up getting into one of those Hollywood cliché pillow fights getting feathers all over my room. Thank god my dad was on another business trip, or he would have yelled at me for the noise and the mess. We ended up turning on my radio, blasting Hannah Montana, and turning on my fan making the feathers fly around my room like a tornado.

“You get the best of both worlds,” we sang loudly earning a shut up! From one of my neighbors. My radio died an hour later causing us to fall over laughing until tears started to come out of our eyes. “I’m so glad I have another girl to do this crazy stuff with, before you it was just me and the boys,” she said rolling over and sitting up, “Me too, I’m so glad we are friends or else I would be a loner, plus who else would I sing Hannah Montana with” I said laughing. 

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