Sophia Miller is a privileged rich girl who just moved back to New York with her family during the summer.
Finding out they would be staying in New York broke her heart, she'd have to leave her friends and boyfriend behind.
She meets some of her o...
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A few hours later, we've been shopping and just a bunch of random shit to be honest.
It's pretty late by now. We're just taking a walk but now some of us have left. It's just me Bella and Michael. I feel like a little bit of a third wheel.
Eventually though... Bella has to go as well. I don't really know Mike at this point but either way we're just walking and having a small conversation.
My house isn't way too far so anyways I don't mind walking around these streets. Plus it's not too dark. "So what's up between you and that guy?" I ask to quiet the silence.
"Oh... he's just a huge asshole. We had this scrap going on for a little while anyways. It's a long story but I guess he just won't let it go." "Oh okay." I nod. "You and Bella together?" I smile asking.
"Yeah, together. But like not exclusive if you know what I mean." I scoffed. "What?" He laughs. "Relax. Just playing." "Ok thankgod." I sigh in relief. Let's hope he was.
We're heading near a shop and what's our luck? We bump into the same guy but he's with another guy. I seen them walking but was hoping Michael and him just wouldn't see each other. These boys look dirty to be honest. They don't really look like they take care of themselves.
And why do boys wear their jeans like that? Like ew... it's not hot. The guy drops his beer bottle. "I said what I said didn't I?!" I sigh. Michael's smile now fades.
Why? Just let me go home already god. Is fighting in the middle of the streets really going to boost one of these boys egos?
"Ok. What do you fucking want?" "You fucking know, what I said in the park! Let's finish it. Or you too much of a pussy to?!" We were also right in front of a shop that was about to close.
Eventually Michael pushed the guy and they started fighting. The guy in the red shirt didn't really get himself involved. "Michael! Stop!" People are literally trying to walk past. If he doesn't quit this shit I'm walking away.
They push each other onto the floor and the guy grabs an empty bottle off the floor because Michael's on top of him. Fuck. He's already been hit once today this won't end well. I act fast and pull Michael off the floor roughly. Even though Michael is pissing me off right now I'm not letting his head get smashed with a fucking bottle.
"Let's go!" I pull Michael further and further from those two. It's pretty easy since there's many people walking and it's easy to blend in these streets. I stop by a small shop. "What the fuck?" I ask him.
"You could've gotten really really fucking hurt there." "I know but he's the one who won't fuck off. I was minding my business in the park even though I fucking saw him. He can't fuck off."
He sounded pissed. But he was fucking right. "I know, it's fine. Cool down, there's a shop right here. Just get a drink." I say hoping he'll calm down, I can tell he's basically fuming.
He nods and we buy ourselves some Snapple's. Eventually I went home. Just a few days till I get to see Justin. I'm nervous.
