Ariana and a bunch of her friends, have been chosen to act on Nickelodeon. But before they all head off to LA, they have to deal with the occasional drama, and they all have to do a race against time.
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I thought we were all in this together. Ariana had broken my heart. Suddenly, I got a text.
Ari: We're done. This just isn't working anymore..
Me: Wait, I'm sorry..
Ari has blocked you.
I stared at my phone, in tears. I decided that I would move on. I didn't need her as much as I thought. I decided to take a relaxing bath. I went into my bathroom, and started up the hot water. Once there was enough water, I threw a bath bomb in. After my shower, I put these clothes on:
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I wanted to be comfy while mourning a lost girlfriend. I decided to watch some TV on my tablet. Then, I got a call. "Hello?" I said, picking up to Tori's call. "Ariana said you like attention. You didn't hear it from me." She said, quickly. Then she hung up on me.
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I stared at my phone for a while. OK, so.. I dunno what happens next.. I want to believe that Ariana never left me. I want to believe that our school wasn't closing in 6 days. I was scared. I feel asleep about 2 minutes later.
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I woke up the next day, sleepy. My alarm woke me up. I wiped my eyes. I started to get ready. I dressed up in these really pretty clothes. Then, I headed to the bus. Ariana wasn't sitting with Tori like she usually did. She was sitting next to a girl with blue eyes. I sat down next to Jenn. "Who's that person Ariana is sitting next to?" I asked. "Her name is Jessica." Jenn said, "why are you worrying about her though?" "No reason," I lied. The rest of the bus ride was silent.
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Once we got to school, I decided to skip breakfast. I saw Ariana looking at her oatmeal, and poking her spoon into it repeatedly. After a while, I left. Ariana didn't deserve the amount of support we give to her. I headed to class, with that painful heartbroken feeling. In my head, I was crying.
