Thanks to @Mirena for making a cover for this book. We all know that my covers are horrible!
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I arrived at Kaylin’s house around three the next day. The wedding didn’t start till four, but she’d asked me to come early.
I was currently sitting in her room, helping her fix her hair. She was going to be a bridesmaid so she had to have her a hair a certain way.
After I made sure her bow was in correctly, I sprayed some hairspray on it and said, “Done!”
“Thank you Ella! If I would’ve done this myself, it wouldn’t look anything like it does now!” she gushed.
I smiled and said, “Glad you like it.”
“I have to go yet another pre-wedding rehearsal, so you can just sit up here and make yourself comfortable!”
“Are you sure?” I asked. “I can come downstairs.”
“Don’t be silly!”
She glanced at the clock and said, “I have to go, if I’m late Jesy’s going to kill me,” and she was out the door.
I cautiously took a seat on the edge of her bed. I didn’t want to mess it up, even though it wasn’t made, and I also didn’t want to sit on the floor.
Her chair was filled with books and papers, and her bean bag had something on it.
I don’t see how she lived in the mess.
I couldn’t handle it, so I started to straighten up. I put her clothes hamper to use, by putting all of her dirty clothes in there and setting it in her bathroom.
Then, I stacked up all of her papers and sat them neatly on her desk. I took her school books and put them in her backpack, which I hung on the back of her chair.
After I made up her bed, I picked up all of her trash and threw it in her trashcan by her bed that was totally empty, which was ironic sense her room looked the way that it did.
I hope that she wasn’t one of those people who got mad when you are trying to help them. We were basically best friends though, so I don’t think that she would be mad, she might be happy.
Since her room was dirty anymore, I could sit down at her desk.
I flipped through a couple of her magazines that I found under a pile of her clothes.
Nothing new, Justin Bieber got arrested again, and people are still dissing Miley Cyrus.
The baes are on tour, people still don’t like them, for some crazy unknown reason.
Personally, I love Miley Cyrus. She has great music, and she’s just growing up so people need to get over it. I don’t see the problem with Justin Bieber either. People just need to get their own business, and then they need to mind it, and leave other people alone because they are doing what they want to do.
And I don’t see how anybody can dislike One Direction. How is it even possible? I don’t know, it’s just so freaking crazy.
The wedding was starting in fifteen minutes, according to Kaylin's nightstand clock.
I knew she probably wouldn't be back before the wedding, so I decided to go downstairs by myself.
I rounded the corner, and entered the kitchen.
“Kaylin, I’m getting married in less than an hour!” I heard a man’s voice say. I backed up out of the doorway, and leaned against the wall.
“Jackson, I don’t care! I love you too, this is so unfair,” a voice familiar to Kaylin’s said.
“I love you too Kaylin, but I’m about to marry your cousin! Jesy, whom we both love very much!” the guy (Jackson?) said again.
“Oh shut up and kiss me again!”
There were some gross kissing noises and moans, so I looked into the kitchen. There was Kaylin makingout out with Jackson!
That little scumbag, the both of them. Jackson is marrying Jesy is 45 minutes, how could he do this. And he and Kaylin are in “love” with each other? Unbelievable.
What am I going to do?
I obviously can’t let this go unnoticed, but what could I do?
Kaylin’s gotten me in some deep shit.
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Ella
Teen FictionElla Rose was living the sunny life in California, until her parents move all the way to Tuscaloosa,Alabama at the start of her junior year. She thinks that she'll hate it but she ends up loving Alabama and even makes a friend on the first day. With...