We have all read stories about a girl falling for a bad boy.
We have all also read stories about a girl falling for her childhood best friend.
Well, what if she had to choose between the two?
Welcome to the rollercoaster life of Adrianna Brooks!
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Chris and I haven't said a word to each other since five days, and now it was the weekend. He stopped appearing at the lunch table after two days of me still sitting by Luke. If he thought I was going to forget about his actions just overnight, he was mistaken.
Evan took me back home almost everyday this week and I also had lunch with him because Miranda was busy with her banking work. It almost seems like things were going back to exactly how they were before Chris came in my life.
Things with Evan are better, so much better than they have been. We have been spending a lot of time together. Breanna and Luke have things going smoothly for them, and I am not sure what's going on between Evan and Rose, but he tells me that I shouldn't be worried about it, so for once, I am not.
"We have plans for this weekend, don't we?" Breanna asks, painting my toes with bright red colour while I stuff ice cream in my mouth.
"What plans?" I ask.
"We all are going to the White Rock Lake." She grins at me widely and I groan.
"But I want to stay in."
"We always stay in! Also, Luke is bringing a few of his friends along. It's going to be fun." She tries to make me smile but I just role my eyes.
"Alright then! Are we going to take a trail or are we bicycling?" I ask.
"On foot." She says and I nod.
It's noon and Breanna stayed over last night, so now she's trying to do girly things to me, like applying nail paint on my toes.
"At what time are we leaving?" I ask, standing up from the couch to go change into more decent clothes.
"Half an hour. Guys will be here soon." She tells me and I drag her upstairs to pick out an outfit for me.
I lie down on my bed while Breanna looks through my wardrobe and then picks out two outfits. One is a floral print dress, and while that seems more fitting, I go for the navy blue playsuit she picked out.
"I'll be downstairs, alright?" She asks, and I nod.
She's already in short and a fitting black top. Her light make up is done, so I am the only one who needs to get ready. I pull on the playsuit after getting out of my jeans that I put on this morning. It takes me two minutes to adjust the thin straps of the playsuit across my shoulder, and then I look into the mirror. A smile takes over my features — it suits me. I put a thin line of liner on my eyelids before pulling my hair into a high pony tail.
