Watt-What?

Chapter 7

"Jeez Blake! You scared the shit out of me!!!"

"I'm sorry but I needed to talk to you."

"And it couldn't wait for tomorow?"

"No! I just feel so bad about how i snapped at you the other day. I'm really sorry. And i'm not really going out with Ashley again, I just said that to make you mad. Can I come in?"

"Uhhh sure." I helped pull him inside from the balcony pillar and he moved over to my bed.

"Theres something I have to tell you."

"What?"

"Well after you left, Ashley started going off about how much she hates you."

"Trust me I know..."

"No, theres more... She then said how she had a plan to ruin your life. She got these uhhh pictures of you from Josh."

"What pictures? I've never sent pictures to Josh!!!"

"Ya but she got normal pictures of you and she photoshopped them..."

"THAT BITCH!!!"

"Dont worry, I told her how she could get arrested, so she moved against it... BUT"

"WHAT NOW!?!?!"

"She wants to get Josh to break up with you..."

"What she isnt happy enough with taking one away from me, she has to take 2!?"

I couldnt take it anymore. I just started bawling.

I could feel Blake hesistating to comfort me.

"Look on the bright side..."

I looked up at him with hopeful eyes.

"Damnit, I can't think of a bright side."

I laughed and rested my head against his shoulder. I wish I could be Mary right now and just go back to the very first time I met Ashley and bitch slapped her so hard. But I don't think slapping a 6 year old is good for my rep.

Speaking of Mary, I think I'm going to use this as inspiration... Time to add a new character.

~**<3**~

After a long night of crying, writing, laughing and crying, I wake up with dried drool stuck to my face and an asleep Blake on my chair. I pick up my old teddy bear and chuck it at his head.

"Whaaa? Whoah! Jenna! Hi!!!"

"Good morning sleeping beauty!" I say, faking perkiness.

"Did I fall asleep here?"

"Man! What a shame they didn't cast you for Sherlock Holmes!" I said letting out a chuckle.

The memories of last night flood back into my mind. I'm such a baby. It's not that big a deal that Ashley is trying to ruin my life. She'd be lucky if she could manage to ruin my hair. (thank you bed head hairspray). Josh would never cheat on me or listen to her little lies.

I check in with What If and see that so far I'm ranked 2 in teen fiction, 1 in fantasy and 3 Overall! There is only a week left until the final winners are decided. I'm only a few hundred votes behind. Time to publish, publish, publish.

After i said goodbye to Blake, I ended up making two long chapters in one day. I already have 30,000 fans and 200,000 reads. This years Watty Awards is giving away a publication of the story to the number one overall winner! So sorry, Enjoying the Fight, but you are going down. I can't imagine what my life would be like if I won! *cue flashback to famous writer's life*

~**<3**~

As I'm walking around the block with my puppy, Broc, I pass by Drake's house to see that he is home. Through his window I cann see him sprawled out on the couch and Jessie spoon-feeding him apple sauce. 

I walk up the path and rang the bell. Jessie opened the door and immeadeatley gave me a HUGE hug.

"AHH! Jen! I havent seen you in forver!"

"It's been like 4 days!"

"That's forver in girl years! And Broc! Come here you little monster!" she picked him and squeezed him tight.

As she was playing around with Broc, I walked over to Drake and sat down. Things were still a bit raw between us but we can get through it. We've been through worse. 

Jessie came back over and started one of those "what have you been up to" conversations. 

After about 10 mintues of pointless talking I managed to get out of there. As I was leaving, I saw Ashley across the street, outside some guy's house. She was yelling at his upstairs window.

"Babe!!! Why arent you answering my texts!  You can't just break up with me over a text!!! NOBODY DUMPS ME!!! Uggg I know you can hear me!"

She went on and on before he opened his window, told her to shut up, and threw something at her.

I started laughing so hard, she heard me. She marched across the street toward me.

"Oh you think this is funny?"

"Ya, that's what the laughing hinted at."

"Well... Whatever. I dont care what u heard... We are not over!"

"Really? Cause I think when he threw that thing at you, he wasnt saying "will you marry me?"

She glared at me, let out a shriek and stormed off. 

At least her life sucks!