Three's A Crowd

Chapter One

I've always believed that there is someone for everyone. I was always that kid, you know, the one who was obsessed with disney movies and fairytales and all of that stuff. And at first, I didn't understand why, at such a young age, I was obsessed with sappy chick flicks like The Notebook and books like Romeo and Juliet until I realized the one thing in common they all had: Love. I was obsessed with finding my true love.

And this is the story of how I did.

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I flopped into my bed as I read the text message in front of me for the 11th time.

Sorry, I can't make the girls night, going out with Ash tonight. maybe next weekend? Love you xx

I let out a loud grunt before sending my reply back.

It was September 2nd, which meant school started tomorrow. That also meant that today was Girls day, a ritual me and my best friend did every year the day before school started for about 9 years.

Except not this one.

I get up, putting all of the nail polish, crappy magazines, and makeup away.

"Dinner in 5! Tell Brooklyn to hurry it up if shes eating with us!" My mom calls.

I consider yelling that she's not coming, but instead I lay back down.

It had been like this all summer.

I'd try to plan something with Brooklyn, and she'd always have something else to do. Usually something with the word 'Ashton' in it.

So as you can tell, I'm pretty used to it. But that didn't mean it didn't hurt. It truthfully really did.

I peek at my phone one more time before heading downstairs. I had one notification, from Brooklyn of course, apologizing again for the fifth time.

Dinner in my family was pretty much all the same thing. My mom and my stepdad would call us down precisely at 6:30, I'd set the table, and my mom would get Michael, my 3 year old brother ready for dinner.

Talk at our dinner table would usually be about anything or everything, excluding anything gruesome, or anything having to do with my real father whom we can never talk about in the house.

As dinner and the night dragged on, I tried my hardest to stop thinking about Brook, but no matter what i couldn't. And the fact that she'd text me about every three minutes didn't help either.

I felt lonely, even though I really wasn't. I had family and friends that I could always talk to but didn't. I guess after a decade of friendship with Brooklyn, I became dependent on Brooklyn and only really wanted to hang out with her.

And I knew that had to change.

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Authors note:

Sorry this chapter is so short, I got writers block and Im not the best writer as it is😂

But um I hope you enjoyed! Vote, comment, Share and yeahh!