Jacky's P.O.V.
Ariel blushed, and waved. She walked to the bunk area. Max hoisted himself up, and plopped down on the couch. “Dude, you've known her for a day." I said. “Weeeeell... technically a few months." Max shrugged. “You knew what he meant, even I know what he meant!" Derek said. Max sighed and nodded. “Yeah." he admitted. I eyed him, then stared towards the back. “Jacky, what's wrong?" Ronnie asked. I shook my head. “She... just looks so familiar." I shrugged. “Yeah, she used to have purple hair, remember?" Ryan asked.
I nodded. “You guys know what I mean... but maybe you're right." I said. I know their not right. Ariel reminds me of my best friend, Arizona, but... she moved and we lost contact. Then, I got a call, saying she was in a car accident.
~Back Flash
“Shut the fuck up, get up!" my phone yelled. Yup, my ringtone was Get Up by Korn. I answered it. “Hello?" I yawned. “Yes, Mr. Vincent?" a voice asked. “Jackson Vincent is speaking, who's this?" I asked. “Miss Clayton from the Los Angeles Police, you're best friends with Arizona Haland?" she asked. I nodded. “Oh, Mr. Vincent, I'm sorry to inform you, she was in a car accident, bu-" I immediately hung up. Arizona was dead? No! I cried myself back to sleep, and always had since I got that phone call.
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FanficAriel doesn't give a fuck what people think about her tattoo covered arms, used to be purple hair, snake bites, and tongue ring. They could suck a cock for all she cares. One day, her and her best friend, Riot, do something to the slutty cheerleader...
