Doing that, Doing this.

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After Ebony leaves our dorm I get a call from Kassie.

"Hello?" I say while putting my things away

"Hi Kayla! It's Kassie.."

"Hey Kas. How are you? How is everyone?"

"Um I'm fine.. So is mom and Kameron."

"Okay.. What about Kyle?" I say stopping what I'm doing

"Well Kyle has been even more descent from us since you left."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Tell him I miss him and I love him. Okay Kassie?"

"Yeah sure.. I really miss you Kayla."

"I miss you to Kassie. Don't worry I'll be back before you know it."

"Um Kayla?"

"Yeah Kassie?"

"You know those rocks I had on my bedroom floor.."

"Yeah.. What about them?"

"I used them as sling shots at for a boy who was bothering me in school"

She can't be serious.

"Kassie! What is wrong with you. You can just go around throwing things at people!" I yell

"I had a very good reason to.. He kept talking about my body."

"Kassie. You're a beautiful girl. Don't listen to what people say about you. And don't do things back to them."

"Okay" she sighs

"So.. How is Karen?" I ask sighing

"She's good."

That's it? No there has to be more.

"Nothing else?"

"Besides helping Kameron start her singing career, no."

"She is really that greedy.." I say to myself

"What?"

"Nothing. I'll call you later Kassie. Love you."

"Okay. Love you to Kayla."

After I hang up with Kassie I start to think about the choice I made with going to college. Kyle is even more descent. Kameron is starting a singing career and Kassie is having a hard time excepting herself. And Karen may have gotten worse..

"Hey" says Ebony walking back into the room breathing heavy

"Uh hey. Have you been running?"

"Away from Matthew? Yes!" She says plopping down on the bed.

"Your boyfriend came to visit you?"

"No. Some guy who was flirting with me. We went out for coffee."

Oh.

"So do you have a boyfriend?" She says grinning

"No."

"Really? I'm pretty sure you'll have one soon."

"No I'm just focusing on my studies. Trying to get good grades."

"Yeah okay." She says going into our closet

"Which one?" She ask holding up a tight blue dress and a black short dress

"The blue." I say in confusion

"Hmm I think the black one.." She says mainly to herself "the black one it is!"

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