Flashback
"What is wrong with you!" I choked, already dying of laughter as my friend slapped me right square in the face with a pillow. I saw the feathers fly and felt the pain in my face I was furious while also being totally and utterly happy. I threw the pillow and Ella dove for the side of the bed I wasn't on. I barely missed her. "No! You deserve to be hit!" I was laughing so hard I could literally barely breath. She was curled up in a ball on the opposite side laughing her obnoxious but totally adorable laugh.
Thinking that this might be the last time I see her kills me. I'll miss her like crazy but, I have to keep my head up and keep a smile on my face. Everyone falls for the, "Im okay, I'm just tired" trick. T= torn apart. I= Insecure. R=really faking my smile. E=Extremely sad. D= Drowning in my tears.
I have 2 brothers and a little sister 4 years old called, Dylann, she can be a pitch annoying.
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L.A. Story/Dylan Dauzat
Teen Fiction"When a good thing goes bad, it's not the end of the world, it's just the end of a world you've had with one girl."
