That night I went home and nearly crashed at the door I was so tierd. Chelsea had walked up to my door a second time. Which is a long time in years.
"How'd it go".
"Great. He loved the new look and we hung out most of the day watched movies and stuff".
"Oh that's cool. Well I'm gonna go now".
"Wait".
"What".
"Maybe we could do like when we were kids and stay up and watch cartoons and do each others nails".
"Hahaha. I remember that. I wonder if I got any good at doing nails. We used to make such a mess with the polish".
"Hahaha. Yeah. So Yeah or Nae".
"Yeah".
I ran down stairs to the garage to get the box of nail stuff that we kept. On the top was a picture of me and Chelsea at the age of 9. We have grown a lot since then. I could still remember all the fun we had. We were so young so doubtless. We didn't have one care in the world about anything but each other. Those were the days. Time has really passed since then. Now we have grown so far apart. Not as young and more doubtful than anything. And we cared way to much about everything but each other. And it really hurt to think that we would hate each other. I mean were blood,sister's,family.
That night we shared laughs and secrets. Got a little caught up on life. And for that moment I felt like we had something again and it felt good. And there could be nothing better than our sisterly love for each other.
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BAD girl GOOD boy (a Shawn Mendes fan fiction)
Hayran Kurgu17 year old Chloe Sampson meets a boy she knew from school;Shawn Mendes. Shawn shows Chloe that she is worth it. And that she is more than a girl with dark make-up and ripped clothes. Shawn shows her that she is better than she think she is. So she...
