Aubrey Tessel's life story would be an article about the long term effects drugs have on a kid's future. Just when she thinks she's grasped onto hope of being content, it slips from her fingers. As she finally gets fed up of her constant cycle of de...
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Personalities are a strange concept, everyone has a different one and they have perks and disadvantages. I never understood why two could be so similar, for example, why Sebastian and Jack both carry the exact same trait to be an asshole one minute and nice as pie the next.
I was in the back of Jack's car along with Izzy, going to the supermarket, exciting, I know. The boys were joking around in the front and Izzy was adding in comments from the back. I just sat there, not wanting to join in, or not willing too, because knowing Sebastian; he'd just say something to shut me up, and there's only so long I could keep my hands from ringing his neck.
"It's not like you didn't think she was hot, you stuck your dic-" Jack smacked Sebastian's leg, and I could see him glaring from the rear-view mirror, before he told his best friend to shut up.
Sebastian turned and looked back at me, and I couldn't help myself from the burning need of wanting to snap at him. "What?"
He smirked at me before he switches his gaze back to Jack, shaking his head at him, a smirk still on his face. "You didn't tell her."
"Tell me what?" I interrupted their little moment. I was justignored, again.
The car came to a halt — without any reply from the two that sat at the front of the car, and my eyes focussed on the glowing 'Woolworths' sign in front of me. I opened the door, stepping out of it, before slamming the door of the piece of shit car, or as Jack likes to call it 'his baby'. The same 'baby' he'd been meaning to fix it up for a year and a half now; and it still looked like it was straight out of a junkyard.
Jack exited the car as well, followed by Sebastian then Iz, who hadn't even bothered to put her shoes on or wipe her makeup off, so was rocking dirty white socks and panda eyes —that's my girl.
"No need to slam the door, darlin." Sebastian commented, and I just ignored him. I'd never done anything wrong for him not to like me, we just never got along that well.
I supposed it was just because his best friend and I are on one minute and off the next since the break up. I'd dislike Izzy's future boyfriend if it was like that too, but it's still not an excuse.
I swear I was glaring daggers at the automatic doors as I walked towards them, checking my reflection in the door before walking through. I was a mess. I'd managed to wipe off the last nights makeup and throw my hair in a messy bun, but that was about as good as it was going to get. I was still wearing the oversized sweatpants and oversized top, which drowned my body like a rip in the ocean, not that I really minded.
I headed to get the trolley as Jack wanders off to get the junk food which seemed to be his number one priority. I turn into the aisle in search for Izzy, who greets me balancing twice her bodys weight in food; A box of fruitloops, salt and vinegar chips, two cartons of milk, eggs and a box of chocolate cake mix. She didn't even like chocolate cake.
