There are 3 best friends who just love getting into trouble but they always manage to get out of it. That is until they meet 3 boys, worse than you can ever imagine. Talking their way out of trouble is no longer an option when they get involved with...
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As i sit on the couch at the boys house, Damon sits next to me. We sit in awkward silence. I dont know what's wrong with him lately. He's been off.
Suddenly, the front door slams. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO MESS UP!" Maxxie yells, stomping up the stairs, fuming. I look over at who he was yelling at, and its Terry. "What happened?" I ask. "I accidentally messed up the dance." He says, looking very sad that he let Maxxie down. "You went to dance class with him?" Damon asks, the first words he has spoken in 2 hours. Terry nods, saddened.
Ember comes downstairs, alarmed. "Um... Maxxie is in a bad mood." He says. "Well aware." I groan.
Terry sits next to Damon on the couch. "Do you guys know a girl named Valerie?" He asks. I look at him, trying my hardest to remember if i do. "I dont think so." I shrug. Damon just shakes his head, no. "Oh." Terry looks at the ground. "Why?" Ember asks. "She kept looking at Maxxie and I nonstop at dance class." Terry answers him. "Maybe she was just curious?" I suggest. "Maxxie says she does it to him all the time." Terry says, shaking his head at my suggestion. "Maybe she thinks he is cute." I smile. Terry's eyes widened, im assuming that thought never went through his mind.
A few hours later, Damon and I are finally alone again. I had pulled him up to his room so i could talk to him.
"What's wrong with you today?" I ask, frowning. "Nothing." He says, stubbornly. "Are you mad at me?" I ask. He turns away from me, now staring at the window. "What did i do?" I ask. Silence. He refuses to answer me.
I walk up to him, putting my hand on his shoulder, turning him to face me. As we stand face to face, i notice the bags under his eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept for days. I put my hand on his cheek, as he immediately pulls away. "Damon-" i start to say. "You want to know what's wrong?! Its you!" He yells. I feel my face fall as i back away. "I'm in love with you, Kaya! I know you use that to your advantage too! You use people! That's what you do!" He yells, walking closer to me. "You have always been the problem! You make me fall in love with you and then you play me!" He continues.
I stare at him. "That's why i dont love anyone! Love is good for absolutely nothing except for getting hurt and your heart getting crushed! I didnt make you do anything! It was all you who fell in love with me! So fuck you! I didnt do shit. I told you from the beginning that this was a no strings attached arrangement! You are the one that caught feelings!" I yell, walking out of the room and downstairs. I ran out of the house, slamming the door behind me. I felt the warm sensation of tears fill my eyes as i run down the street.
