"Jealous of you and Dal..." she said quietly. Why would she be jealous of me and Dal? That deadass makes zero sense.
"I'm confused" I said pulling into an empty parking lot. I felt like this would turn into a long conversation and I wasn't tryna crash my car. "Why would you be jealous of me and Dal" I said laughing. Probably wasn't the best time to laugh...
"Just hear me out okay," she began. Guess that was signal for me to not cut her off, "I consider you as my best friend, and I know you'd say the same. But I feel like recently you've been hanging out with Dal more than me and paying more attention to Dal. And not at all am I saying I want attention from you but I don't know it's hard to explain..... Like for example last night, I didn't see you once. Legit, not once. And we always hang out at parties and get plastered together. And I know you were hooking up with Mason but I only knew that after I heard from someone else. Like normally you would tell me all these details but instead you ended up telling Dal and sleeping with him.. not like that but you know what I mean"
Fuck, I have been hanging out with Dal a lot recently. Now I feel bad... shit. Like Dal is my best friend but so is Ang and now I feel like a shitty friend, wow i've had a great morning can't you tell??
"Shit Ang... I-Im sorry I made you feel that way. I didn't know" were the only words my dumbass brain could come up with. It probably sounded like I didn't care. "I'll admit I have been hanging out with Dallas more recently but that had nothing to do with our friendship and how I feel towards you... I honestly don't know why I hang out with him so much" I said with a laugh trying to lighten the mood. She cracked a small smile which sent a sense of relief through my body.
"All i'm sayin is can we just hang out more, again" she said with a smile. "That's not even a question. I gotta hang with my got to 25/8" I said punching her shoulder. She began to say something but I spun the volume dial all the way up blasting "Paradise by the Dashboard Lights" by Meat Loaf. It's an oldie but our moms used to listen to that at sweet 16 and stuff like that so now we do the same.
We still planned on going to the mall, I still needed money just as much as I did twenty minutes ago. I went to Pacsun like two weeks ago and asked about a job, they told me to come back in two weeks when the managers back. It's two weeks bitches.
"Hi, I was interested in a job. I came a couple weeks ago and I was told to come back in two weeks" I said to the girl at the counter. She was wearing yellow off the shoulder shirt and dark wash high waisted jeans. She had blonde closer to brown wavy hair a little passed shoulder length and was super tan.
————————————————————————Gina Dominica
Isabella Jones
Age: 17
————————————————————————Just as average as a Pacsun worker can get. She was working when I first came here for a job. If we're being honest I make a weekly visit to Pacsun and spend more money than I should considering I don't have a job. They all knew my name there. "I know who you are" she said with a laugh searching through the drawers behind the cash register. She pulled out a sheet of paper, Job Application.
"I'm only havin ya fill this out so we have proof you got a job here" she said laughing. "Does that mean I already got a job?" I said with a cheesy smile. All ya gotta do is make friends with the right people and life just becomes easy. "Yup" she said holding her hand out and we ~dapped~
"We also need one more employee" she said looking over at Ang. "me?" Ang said surprised, "I'll grab another application... consider yourselves hired" She said tossing Ang an application. "We could all work the same hours and make the same schedule" Gina said. I fuck with this kid, she's hella chill. Maybe we'll start hanging with her more. "dope" I said handing her mine and Ang's applications. "When are we starting?" Ang asked before we left. "Wanna come in tomorrow.. uh.. 3 pm sound good to you" Gina said looking at the shift schedule. I looked at Ang, Ang looked at me, "Sounds good" I said with a smile. "See ya tomorrow Angelo" she said as we walked out.
"Guess we are two working woman" Ang said with a laugh. I've always wanted to work at Pacsun, I go there every week I already live there. I'm just gonna skip to when I got back home, forgot I had a party last night.
*ding*
Text Message from Dallas Winston
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Dallas: "want me to come over and help clean up or something?"
Stella: "Nah I got it"
Dallas: "Are you sure I kinda feel bad"
Stella: "I mean it's not that bad"
Dallas: "Have you gone outside yet?"
Stella: "huh"
Dallas: "I'll just come over and spare you some work"
Stella: "Oooookay then"
————————————————————————great Guess the backyards trashed. I'd rather not even look at it honestly. Parties are only fun in the moment... the aftermath is hell and a half. Especially if you're stuck in my position. A knock came from the door, assuming it was Dallas I opened the door, classic it wasn't him. But who was in the door frame instantly made my blood boil, It was Mason.
Guess Dal fell asleep or some shit because the man never came to help me clean up. Had to power wash that shit by myself.
"What are you doing here" I said to the blonde fuckboy who almost crushed my lifelong friendship with Dallas. "Can I come in?" He asked with fake puppy dog eyes. His games aren't gonna fly with me anymore. They worked the first time, but that was the first time. "No, no you can't" I said leaning up against the door frame. "come on I wanna explain"
"explain what, explain the fact that you were dating Chelsea while fucking Sylvia on the side while she was with Dal. Not to mention you were trying to get in my pants that entire time" I began, "You're just another fuckboy"
"look if you actually got to know me-" he began. Like I wanted to hear his whole life story... lol. "Look what if I don't want to get to know you. It was just a hookup that ended bad. Can't you just accept that and get off my ass" I said beginning to close the door but as expected, he pushed it back open. "come on Angelo" he said attempting to bring my attention back to the conversation. "I know you were into it" he said smirking. fuck. He began to lean in,
"no, nope" I said swerving my ass back. "You're not gonna get to my head again"
"Try again when Im drunk"
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1965 - 2018
Hayran KurguPut a couple a 60's kids in 2018 and you can only guess what'll happen...