Alone...

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Britney POV: I am SO tired of going to school and being in a older 10-12 grade classes. When I'm only in 9th.... Ever since I moved to this school, in 3rd grade, I have been dating Justin, him and the bad boys don't get along at all. Roy, which he goes by Mustang, and me are mean to each other all the time cause he hates Justin. And Yells at him ALL the time, tho none of his friends, his group, likes him. But Louis, one boy of his group, he is in 12 the grade. So is Mustang. Is my brother, not blood, but we are SO close by best man friend, but he dosen't like Justin either. Louis is a player with the girls but he is REALLY sweet, but I think nothing of him as a bf and nor dose he me as a gf. But I always talk to him. P!NK and B, are my other best friend, they are in the same grade as me. "Britney, Britney?!? How was ur day at school, Hun?" My mother always ask me that every day, but today I was just in a day dream I don't know..
"britney..." Mom said shocked " are u ok Hun? U seem... Sad.?.." She stopped wiping the counter and looked at me. "ya mamma I'm OK, just thinking about a lot of things." I looked down. "Are u thinking of, you know, Justin again?" She smiled
."mom why do you always suspect that?".
"Cause it's true, but I understand ur in love. I know. U know I was ur age once too, and I didn't always know ur father, but I love him now." She smiled bigger.
" ok mom. I'm going to my room."
" u know u can always call him and hang out, right sweetpea?"
" ok mom, if you insist" I say walking to my room looking at my phone.
Once I get to my room I pull out my phone and flop on the bed, I dial Justin's # and call. It rings 2 times then he picks up.
"Hey, Whts up?" He says with is squeaky voice. Justin is in 9th grade too so his voice is still forming, but I think its cute.
"HEY!!! So Wht are u up to?" I say.
"Oh, nothing much. Just watching TV."he says like he's bored.
"So u want to hang out?" I say.
"Ya, sure. So Wht do u want to do, and when?"he says, kinda happy.
"Mabey u come over and we can watch TV, here. today. Now.?. If that's ok with u?" I say.
"Huh, we'll, that's sounds fun? Well how about we GO to the movies and watch..ugh..Iron Man 2!!?" He said exited.
"Ok! Sure! I'll do that. Just come on over and let me get ready tho. K" I say, shyly.
"Ok,Bye" I say.
"Bye."
He hangs up and I just sit there, thinking. We go on so many dates, but not often. But we hang out a lot tho.
I go to my closet and look in it. I don't know what to wear, exactly. Jeans? A skirt? A dress? Shorts? I think I'll let my little sister decide, she always knows best. I walk out of my room and go to her room. She is sitting on the bed watching TV holding a stuffed bunny petting it. She wants a real one so bad.
"Hey, little me" I say walking in smiling.
"HEY! Brit! What's up? Can u help me put a bow tie on Babette?" She says sitting up holding a black bow tie in her hand.
"Ya, sure. Can you help me too, little cutie?" I say putting the bow tie on Babette.
"Yay" she says looking at the bow tie
She is only 7 so don't judge her.
"Hey are u going to help me? Or not?"I say smiling.
We walk in my room and she goes to my closet.
"Um" she says looking." I think you should wear this." She says pulling out a white sleeveless t-shirt with a pair of blue jean booty shorts and some white converses.
"But tuck the shirt in, sis, but not a tight tuck in. Lose. Ok!!?"she says staring at me.
"Ok thx, little me" I say as she leaves the room and shuts the door behind her.
I pug it on and leave my hair down in beachy, lose, sexy waves. I put some natural but little makeup. Just to look good. Someone knocks on my door and opens it.
"Hey!, hey! Hey?" Justin says staring at me.
"Do I look bad or something?" I say scardly.
"NO, u look amazing"! he says a smiling.
I grab a jacket and we leave the house.
After we watch the movie we sit in the theater and talk.
"So instead of taking u home. Do u Mabey. Want to.. Come to my house.?" He says nervous.
"I guess" I says confused. He has never said that before.
We leave and get to his house, and we are at his house. Just him and I..........Alone...

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