Forever and always (Matt Espinosa)

Chapter: 32

should I make a new book?

Like all of Magcon and all of o2L? Because I thought of a really good title for a Jc Caylen story.

Sooooo comment >> and I'll need people to be in it so message me.

Britney's POV

I stopped talking for Chelsea for a few days. And let me just say. BEST THING I EVER DID. She hurt my brother, lied about it, and went behind my back. Whore.

"Britney!" Cameron yelled again for like the 50th time. "Downstairs now!"

I groaned and rolled out of bed. I slumped over to my closet and pulled out a Jersey Shore sweatshirt and nike shorts. I grabbed a pair of white nike socks out of my top drawer and slipped on black nike shoes.

My mom and Breanna were eating breakfast at the table when I walked down the stairs.

"Mmmm. Smells good Cam." I smiled and sat down between my mom and sister.

Breanna pulled my chair out from under me and I fell.

"You asshole!" I yelled at her and she looked at mom.

"Mom! Did you hear her?!"

"Eh. It's not the worst word she could've said." Mom shrugged and Breanna sat there with her mouth open.

I smirked at her and she rolled her eyes. Cam was laughing in the kitchen.

"Well, that's what you get for missing out almost a year with living with us." I said laughing and eating the eggs and bacon Cameron put in front of me.

"Dick." Breanna mumbled and started picking at her food.

"I'm sorry I don't have a dick. Do you?" I shot back and she rolled her eyes and looked at our mom who was checking her emails on her phone and drinking her coffee.

"I hope you fall off a cliff." She yelled back and I rolled my eyes.

"I hope you fall off the face of the earth!" I screamed and my mom looked at me.

Breanna laughed. "Hah! Too bad the earth is square!"

I started laughing along with my mother. There was a crash and Cam dropped the frying pan and died on the floor of laughter.

"Shut the fuck up!" She yelled and all became quiet.

"Breanna! Language!" Mom yelled at Breanna and she looked at her plate.

I laughed a little. "Well. It's time for me to go to school. So uh bye." I got up and kissed my moms cheek.

"Love you honey, have a good day." She hugged me and I gave my plate to Cameron.

"Remember, if anyone hurts you or annoys you, text me. I'll kill them." He assured me and I nodded.

I grabbed my keys from Cam's hand and opened the front door.

"Wait!" Breanna yelled and grabbed her backpack.

"Hurry!"

She got in and we drove about 10 miles to school.

We walked in the front doors and into the office.

After we got her schedule for like last month of school she looked at me nervous.

"Why are you scared?" I asked laughing.

I knew why. I just wanted to hear her explanation.

"Because! I haven't gone to a public school here! Only in North Carolina!" She insisted and I rolled my eyes.

"There's literally like a month left."

The school bell rang and Breanna found her class right away.

I walked up the stairs and down the halls to try and maneuver my way through the kissing couples and slow walkers.

Someone stopped right infront of me and I tripped.

"Hey! Please keep walking!" I half said to them and he apologized.

The bell rang signaling anyone who walked in later was late.

"Shit." I mumbled and walked into the classroom and sat in the only empty seat in the middle of the room.

I don't think the teacher noticed so...score! I began to doze off and the rest of the class went by super fast.

The bell rang once again and 4 more classes went by.

By lunch, I was tired of people and sat by Breanna at an empty table.

She smiled at me and I sat down with my lunch tray. "How were your classes?" She asked me biting into her sandwich.

"Boring."

She laughed and a group of cheerleaders I'm guessing came over to the table.

She coughed and I looked at her.

"Um. Excuse me? " She said and crossed her arms.

"What?" I asked with a handful of Doritos in my mouth.

"Did I stutter? No. Get out of my table." She told me putting her arms on her hips.

"No."

She scoffed and looked at her friends. They shrugged and looked at me.

"I guess we are sitting here then.." She said before I could answer and sat down. Her gang followed and sat down.

"Do you want half of my cheeseburger?" A girl asked and she glared at her.

"No! I'm trying to lose weight!" She yelled and the girl looked upset.

I stood up. "Wipe off the makeup on your face. That's about 10 pounds right there." I walked away and I swear the lunchroom rioted.

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