Luckily, I was on my bed. I woke up and my phone was ringing. My vision was a little blurry so I couldn't really see who it was. I answered it anyways.
"Hello?" I answered sleepily.
"Hey, can you ditch Abbaily and meet me at Starbucks? After that we can go to the CCJH football game!" That voice. Ugh, this is sooo not okay! It was Sarah Belinda.
"Um, I don't know who this is..." I lied.
"I'm Wayne's girlfriend, DUH!" when she said this I just wanted to go off!
"Um, he's single..."
"He's my wanna-be Boy!!"
"Um, you don't know a thing about him."
"Really! Well! I'm with him right now!"
"Oh, is that so?!?!"
"Um! Excuse me? Totally! He's massage me right now!"
"I wanna talk to him!"
"Fine. Wayne. It's that girl you hate."
"Well?"
"He doesn't feel like speaking with you because you have offended him deeply and he thinks you're not fair and-"
"And bull-headed douche-bag, that's not true!"
"Stop lying, I know everything about him."
"You know EVERYTHING about then do you?!?!"
"Well, I have to!"
"Well! You freaking don't know that he's not with me! AND HE's IN THE FREAKING HOSPITAL!!!! Stop being a bullweevle and just get out of my life!! I hate you!! You barely know him!!! HE'd NEVER EVEN GET IN A FREAKING ROOM WITH YOU, BLONDE!!!!!!" I shouted. And then I hung up. I was tired of her.
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Teen FictionOne word. Two BFFS. An amazing cousin. New friends. Three guys An old/new enemy. A mystery. One choice. That old friend betrayal trick. *Snap!* It's gone... Moving again... Or are we?
