Above: Francisco Lachowski as Andrew Price. I wasn't too sure how I felt about having his character be the bad guy because everyone uses him. But I am basing him off of a person in real life, that I know. And the person honestly looks like Ryan Reynolds, but I thought he was too old to be a high schooler.
That's it! Enjoy Chapter 7! (Almost in double digits!)
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Lia James
"Shut up you asshole." Lina told Mason, throwing a piece of popcorn at him. He immediately flinched causing all of us to laugh.
"That almost went into my ear!" Mason cried out, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. I held my stomach for support.
"Why doesn't relationships in movies happen in real life? It's all full of promises, happiness, lovey dovey bullshit. I hate it." Lina expressed, throwing her head back in frustration.
"Key word there: movies. They're movies, Lina. It's not real life." Mason retorted, before getting another bag of popcorn since Lina and I were hogging it all.
"Well it should be."
"Guys? Can I ask you a question?" I asked both of them before grabbing the remote and pausing the TV.
"Shoot." They said at the same time, and then stared at each other wide-eyed.
"We don't have twin telepathy." They said again.
"Shut up." They said once again.
"Okay, I'm putting that paranormal shit to rest. That was insanely creepy. But anyway, I want to know why exactly you guys hate the other group so much. I know you mentioned some things to me about it. But, I'm curious. Why do you guys not like Eli, he seems...nice." I told them, and their expressions changed.
"What the hell did you just say?" Mason sat down on the couch, still holding eye contact with me.
"You think Eli is nice?" Lina grabbed my arm, turning me around to face her.
"He's practically Satan's best friend." Mason added, looking at me wide-eyed.
"Yeah, I know. But did he do something to make you feel this way?"
"Shouldn't being best friends with my enemy give you enough clarity?" Mason raised his eyebrows.
"No. Not really. I mean just because he's friends with Andrew doesn't mean he's exactly like him."
"Okay, well once I tell you this, you won't think so." He put the bowl of popcorn down on the coffee table, before facing me on the couch. Lina joined on the other side of him, on the ground sitting cross-legged.
"I can't believe I'm going to tell you one of the most horrific stories to exist, but here it goes."
He takes a deep breath. "It all started at one of my summer parties, kind of like a back-to-school bash. It was a Saturday, and my Mom was out of town with her friends:
"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" They all screamed at the guy who was doing a keg stand. I couldn't help but laugh when I found out it was Cole.
"THAT WAS AWESOME!" He screamed, flinging his arms in the air.
"Why don't you go sit down, Cole?" I offered when I noticed him start to lose balance.
"I think I'm going to hurl." He told me, and I saw his face turn pale.
"Okay, trash can is by the patio. Don't throw up on my furniture please!" I yelled at him as he started to sprint to the area I pointed to him.
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Being Bad
Teen Fiction| COMPLETE | [this is the first draft of my story. so, if there's grammatical mistakes and continuity errors, i apologize and i will be editing in the future.] Lia James was living in a nightmare. It all started one night, when her mother was in a c...
