Chapter Twenty-Two

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"Hey! Get up!"

"Mmmh?"

"You heard me."

Mmhhh."

"No no no, naughty little girl."

"Noooophf," I mumble.

She grabs my feet and drags me out of bed.

"Where am I going?"

She doesn't answer. She open my eyes and find myself in the living area and I smell something cooking.

"What is that smell?"

I still sound sleepy.

"I don't know," she says. "Austin, what are you cooking?"

"It's a surprise."

"I love those," I mumble.

She picks me up and sets me on the couch. I look at the clock that is hanging on the wall. 11:52.

"Oh my gosh," I shoot up straight full awake. "I've been asleep for that long?"

"Yeah," Austin says. "Destiny just came over."

"You didn't wake me?"

"I get no hello's?" says Destiny.

I wave her off waiting for Austin to answer.

"I woke up at ten," he says and goes back to cooking.

"So you lefted me there sleeping?"

"I thought you were taking a shower."

"You didn't hear the shower running did you? So no, I wasn't."

"Shut up... We get it Ally, you don't like sleeping in late." Destiny says.

"Sorry," I say. "I just like getting three meals a day, not two. Like some one I know."

"Hey! Waking up at eleven is nothing to me." Destiny says.

"Oh... that's why you're so skinny," he chuckles.

"No! I'm just naturally skinny. Not like Ally over here, eats anything, doesn't get big."

"Now that is natural skinniness," he says.

"Well then," she huffs and crosses her arms.

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When I was younger, me and Destiny used to be best friends. Then you all know the rest. But what I don't understand is why Cailyn hates my guts. I really want to know, but then I don't want to ask her because she is obnoxious heartless girl. The only way I could probably fine out is from person. One best friend. One girl. One Destiny.

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"Hello?"

"We need to talk. I'm coming over right now if you aren't busy."

"I'm not busy."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

I hang up the phone and start walking over to Destiny's house from being at Makayla's. I knock on the door and she opens it right away.

"Hey Ally," she says. "What's up?"

"I need to ask you something," I say.

"Okay..."

We sit down on her couch.

"What's up?" she asks again.

"You know Cailyn," she nods. "Well... Do you k-know why she d-didn't like me?"

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