you left me broken | hannie

chapter two

annie leblanc's pov
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"come on annie! it'll be fun!" katie said convincing me to do a stupid dare. "no katie! i'm not going to put on a winnie the pooh onesie in the mall!" i say rolling my eyes.

"please annie!" katie said giving me a pouty face. "if you want to do it so bad, why don't you do it yourself!" i said. "fine!" she groaned. katie changed into her onesie. i laughed at her ridiculousness.

we walk into the mall with eyes on us. most people were either staring or softly giggling. "this should've been you." katie mumbled. i laughed. "oh katie."

katie ripped off her onesie since she had her clothes on underneath. "now that's over, what do you wanna do?" katie asked me as we sit down on a bench in the mall.

"hmmm. how about we just walk around and talk. this might be the last time i ever see you." i said mumbling the last part. "annie! don't say that! i promise to visit you." my best friend said giving me a hug.

after hanging out in the mall, katie dropped me off at my house since she had to go to gym. i use to be a gymnast, but i lost my passion for it.

"annie! home so soon?" paige yelled from the kitchen. i entered the kitchen to see paige making dinner. "yep. katie had gym." i said hopping on the counter.

"well, mind helping me with dinner?" paige asked, wiping her hands against a cloth. "sure! but where's hayley?" i asked hopping off the counter and heading over to the stove, where there was veggies boiling in a pot.

"taking a shower." paige said chopping up a carrot. i nodded and occasionally mixed the veggies.

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"and, woo la! a magical dinner made by chef paige and chef annie." paige said placing down dinner in the middle of the table. hayley and i giggled at her greatness.

"alright judge hayley, give us a score of 1-10 on our cooking skills." paige said siting across from her.

hayley took a bite of her dinner and examined it. she thought for a bit. "off the charts!" she giggled. she started applauding so paige and i took a dramatic bow. i make a pretty mean chef.

after our laughs shared at the dinner table, i take a shower and brush my teeth, getting ready for bed. As i was combing out my wet hair, my phone screen lit up.

i put my hair brush down and picked up my phone. it was a instagram notification. hayden summerall just posted a photo. weird. i still follow him on instagram and i have his post notifications on.

i just take a look at the photo. it's him and a puppy. cute. not him, the puppy. i sigh and put my phone down. i continue to brush my wet hair.

i walk out of the bathroom and crawl into my blanket. i snuggle into my pillow and fall asleep on the random thought of waves crashing on the shores of sand.