As we walk into Starbucks not a lot of people are there, only a couple of middle-aged men, and one or two women. We all order separately and we sit in some comfy chairs, playing on our phones.
As we're mindlessly fangirling about our favorite tv series which of course is American Horror Story with that fine ass Evan Peters, we see some teenage girls storm into the café.
They walk directly to me and just stop and stare.
"hello?" I politely respond to their intrusion "Aren't you Connor Franta's girlfriend?" The one in front sassily asks "Yes, wh-" "I knew it, she's even uglier in real life." She laughs, "woah there little girl, don't get too sassy, where's your mother, may I speak to her? Your being awfully rude." I smile, I hear Hannah snort from behind me "why do you even try?" "Connor's probably only dating you because he feels sorry for you." The other two girls blurt out.
"Hah good one, but check this one out." The middle girl laughs. Great what is she trying to do make me cry, sorry sweetie I've delt with this before.
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I'm so sorry!
I haven't updated in FOREVER.
I haven't had my phone and that's where type it, but now I have my phone so be prepared for some fanfiction.
I'm a bit iffy about what I should do with this story so if any of you would like something to happen feel free to comment (:
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