Day 3

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Dearest Allison.

Psh.

Just kidding.

You're anything but.

I think it's time I tell you a little story.

Which story?

The one where you betrayed my trust.

I remember it vividly, the day never leaves my mind.

You were sitting on my bed, bitching about Nick and how you were fighting with him.

I had my back to you.

I was picking out the nail polish we were going to use.

I hate nail polish but you made me use it anyways.

"Oh my god Nick is being such a prick."

God, I thought, Maybe if he didn't find you sucking on his friend's face then he wouldn't be like this.

"Well, maybe you should explain the story to him." I said intsead.

 With that, I turned around and walked to my bed.

You looked up and glared at me.

As if it's my fault.

No.

You screamed and tossed your phone at my wall.

I sighed and picked it up.

"I think it's time we go off some where and have a good time."

"Well I guess." You said.

"I think I know just the place to go..." I said.

Yes, Just the place.

*** Would you guys hate me if I said to be continued? Too bad. I love you all but***

TO BE CONTINUED...

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