I had to come up with a way to distract Dylan from her heartache, so we dressed up into nice outfits and then we are going to start on our makeup. I want to be a makeup artist when I am older and Dylan wants to be a model, so what better way to prepare for that. I start on her makeup. I make it a natural look, since we are planning on going to the beach tonight.
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We've got it all planned out. Dylan will be the famous model and I'll be her makeup artist. It's a win, win situation. I then get myself ready for a beach day. I am the sensible one on the family, its after 7pm at night and it isn't freezing but it's getting colder, so I am not wearing my shortest skirt and over the shoulder top like Dylan is.
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We grab our bags and start to make our way down to the beach. Little did I know that I was making a stupid mistake. The way to walk to the beach, is the same way to Isaac's house. But by the time I realise that, it's too late.
"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO DYLAN, SHE'S YOUR GIRLFRIEND ISAAC?!" A voice that can only be Briar's, calls out.
Dylan stops in her tracks and looks panicked. Oh no ... this is not good. But instead of her panicking, she takes a step forward and strides up to Shelby and slaps her right across the face. I was not expecting her to do that. I rush after her, ready to back her up.
"How dare you slap me." Shelby shouts in her face.
"How dare you sleep with my boyfriend." Dylan shouts back at her.
"He agreed to it." Shelby says, smugly.
"You seduced him into it, I saw you. You need to stop this, Shelby. If you have a problem with us, then just say it." Dylan tells her.
"I have so many problems with you girls. One; you're all sluts. Two; you think you own the school. Three; you pushed me into a pool. Four; you took the love of my life away from me." Shelby explains.
"What ... we haven't had sex with your boyfriend. You're the one who has been doing that." I say pissed off.
"His name is Alexandre Deakin, does that not ring a bell to you?" Shelby says.
"Uhm no it doesn't actually." We all tell her.
"Fine, here's a picture." Shelby says, pulling out her phone and showing us a picture of a guy.
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I look at the picture carefully, and in all honesty he does look familiar. I just can't place him. Oh wait a minute. Uhm ... is that Alex as in the guy I had a one night stand with?
