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“Aunt Maria, you’re finally home,” I said as I ran into her arms. She looked exhausted by the dark rings under her eyes and a small frown on her face. “You look tired.”
“I am. Long trip. I never expected to be gone this long, at all,” she said while hugging me back.
“Go sleep, you need it.”
“Thanks. Just do whatever for dinner. I’ll probably still be sleeping until morning anyways.” She walked upstairs and I sat down on the corner. She came a day later than I thought she was going to be but I’m just glad she’s back.
I pulled out my phone and decided to text Zayn, “Hey, guess who’s back?”
I knew he would take a while as it is an eight hour time difference from here to over in England or he was on the plane right now. I miss them, except Louis. I really don’t get his problem. He was nice before but he turned on me. My childhood friend and love and now he’s not there for me. I’m just glad I have the other four boys for me (sometimes harry but not all the time.)
I quickly grabbed some ramen noodles to make and put them in a bowl in the microwave. I waited for them to cook and then carried the bowl up to my room. I unlocked my phone and looked at the pictures the boys and I had taken together. Just the few days they were here, they made me happy.
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I woke up to the sound of my alarm and groaned. I hate school. Absolutely hate it!
I checked my phone and saw a quick text from Zayn asking if it was Aunt Maria and I texted a quick, “Yes” to him.
I quickly got undressed out of my pajamas and dressed into white short shorts, and a pink fringed tee shirt. I slipped on some white flip flops and raced down the stairs to the kitchen and grabbed an apple.
“Hey,” I said to Aunt Maria with a smile.
“Hey, you’re up late.”
“Yeah, sorry. I forgot to set my alarm clock earlier than usual. . . .”
“Oh, okay. You better get a move on or you’re going to be late for school, missy!”
“Yes, sir,” I teased jokingly and she glared. Someone’s moody today. . . . “Sorry!” I ran out the door- grabbing my bag as I left- and jumped into the car quickly.
I arrived at school about ten minutes later to see Jayla and Ariana-with James by her side- standing next to the school doors. I parked my car in my parking spot and got out quickly. I locked my car behind me and ran over to them.
“Hey hoe,” Jayla screamed and hugged me tightly. She took out her phone to check her twitter and a frown appeared on her face.
“What,” I asked her concerned.
“Louis Tomlinson said- I can’t believe I screwed up again- I wonder what that’s about. . . .”
“You know about One Direction,” I asked her and she nodded. Why did I not know?!
I shook my head and saw Ariana and James holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes. They are so cute together. I wish I had something like they do.
The bell rings for school signaling that school has started and we need to go to our lockers. I rushed to my locker and felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled my phone out and saw a text from Zayn- have a good day xx
I smiled and put my phone away in my locker. I quickly put my stuff away and got my books out and dashed to my first hour class.
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“Guys, so who’s going to the party on Friday,” Jayla asked us.
“I’m going out with James on Friday and besides, I don’t like parties,” Ariana quickly replied.
“When are we going to have some girl time again,” I asked Ariana and she blushed in embarrassment.
“I’m sorry but he’s just too dang irresistible!”
“Yeah, whatever, shut it whore,” Jayla replied a bit pissed.
I looked at Ariana and she looked down sheepishly. She did deserve it. She constantly keeps pushing us away and we are both tired of it.
“I’m going Jayla,” I replied and she smiled.
“The b****es are back,” she screamed and I burst out laughing.
“Um, Jay, I’m not a b****.”
“Psh, whatever,” she winked and I grinned. I loved this girl to death. She may be a slut but at least she was my slut. Sisters for life.
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Friday
“Aunt Maria, I’m going to that party! Jayla will be here to pick me up! It’s an over night party, so I’ll be staying the night there,” I yelled up the stairs since she was in the shower.
“Okay! I’ll be at work tonight so call me if you need something.”
“Okay!”
I heard the honk of Jayla’s car and I rushed out the front door to her car and hopped in.
“Someone looks hot,” she grinned with a wink.
I was wearing a short, form fitted, pink one-shoulder dress, black peep toe heels, and my hair was in a half updo-curled.
“Thanks girl. You look great!”
She smiled and headed in the direction of Tom’s house.
We could hear the music from his house a black away where she had to park since the whole block had people parked around it. “This looks to be one crazy party,” I screamed and we scrabbled away to the house.
“Rae,” a drunk Tom greeted us by the door and pulled me into a hug. “Where have you been?! I haven’t seen you in ages! I mean, how did I miss someone like you?! You’re so HOT!” I laughed and shook my head at his behavior.
“You’re so drunk,” I screamed over the loud, pounding music.
“Noooooo.”
“Yes!”
I left him by the door and went to the table to grab a drink. I had to move through all the bodies grinding against each other. I chose to stay on the side and not get involved with everyone around me.
Jayla came up behind me with a drink in her hand and she took a big gulp of it. “Let’s dance!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
“No!”
“Yes!” She grabbed my arm and dragged me out into the crowd of dancing bodies and she lifted her hands up in the air letting loose and I stood there awkwardly. I wasn’t in a mood for dancing. I missed the boys. Louis. . . .
Jayla grabbed my arms, forcing me to dance with her and I took a gulp of the alcohol and let it wash over me. I didn’t want to get drunk but I just wanted to feel happy.
I danced the night away with Jayla and then I felt my phone buzz in my bra and I quickly took it out.
“Hello,” I screamed into my phone over the music.
“Hello, I am here to inform you that your Aunt Maria has gotten into an accident and is in the hospital,” the voice on the other line said and my heart stopped.
“W-what,” I say; my voice cracking with me on the verge of tears.
“It’s life or death.”
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