Is This for Real

Chapter 32: Writing

TORI'S POV

"Hey. What's up?" Justin walked into my room and asked.

"I'm not a big fan of your girlfriend right now, that's what's up," I spat, folding my arms across my chest.

"Did you find out that she told me about you writing songs?"

"Yes. I just don't understand why she would tell anyone about it. I trusted her, Justin." I looked at him and saw that he had a bowl in his hand. "What's that?" I asked.

"Oh! It's ravioli. Mom thought you might be hungry, so she told me to bring it to you." He handed me the bowl of ravioli.

"Thanks." I took a bite."This is really good!"

"Mom made it, so I wanted you to try it first. Now I'll try it." We both laughed and then he threw me his phone.

"Why did you throw me your phone?" I asked, confused.

"Taylor went through a lot of stuff like this. Friends betrayed her, she was bullied, stuff like that. So, you can call her to talk about this stuff if you want. Even though you're mad at my girlfriend, I still want you to feel better."

I cracked a smile. "Thanks Justin."

"You're welcome, sis." He walked out of my room, leaving me alone with his unlocked phone sitting on my lap. I took a deep breath and hit Taylor's contact.

"Hey Justin. How are you?" Taylor asked as she answered.

"Hey Taylor. But, this isn't Justin. It's Tori."

"Hi Tori! What's up?" she asked, clearly in a happy mood.

"Um well...I got into a fight with my friend. Her name's Caitlin and she's also my brother's girlfriend."

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking."

"I trusted Caitlin with a secret. It's not a bad secret; it's just that I write songs. I didn't want Justin to know yet because I thought I might get pressured into recording and doing an album. Then I walked into my room after a run to see Justin reading my songs."

"When I went for a spa day with Caitlin, she mentioned Justin seeing my songs. I put two and two together and figured out that she was the one who told Justin. I'm not angry at Justin. I'm not even angry at Caitlin. I'm hurt because I thought that I could trust her."

"Awww. Sweetie, I'm sorry. Hey! I have an idea!" Taylor exclaimed.

"What is it?" I asked curiously.

"Since it's Saturday, and I'm actually in Atlanta this very second, would you want to come over? We can watch movies and talk about boys all night to get your mind off of things." I swear, Taylor is a thirteen year old living in a 21 year old's body.

"Sure! I just need to ask my mom. I'll call you back after I'm done talking to her."

"Okay!" Then I hung up and walked out into the living room where I saw Pattie sitting on the couch.

"Hey Mom?" I asked while plopping down next to her.

"Yeah, hun?" she replied while turning to face me.

"I was talking to Taylor Swift and she said that since she's in Atlanta, that I could go over to her house and we could have a girls night. I'd sleep over and I'll call you whenever I want to be picked up tomorrow."

"I don't see why not. Call her back and tell her that you can come."

"Thank you, Mom! Thank you!"