I'm Obsessed (Billie Eilish) REWRITTEN

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REWRITTEN



Estella's POV:

It's been 4 days since I wrote to Billie to meet her, neither has she replied to my messages nor has she come to school. I know, I know, I've been pretty hard on her, but that's still no reason to ignore someone and pretend she never existed. I even asked Den if she knows anything about Billie, where she is  or if she's okay, but she said she doesn't know what's going on with her, Billie texts Den but hasn't said a word about me, she said I should give her more time. Sure she doesn't want to talk to me, I'll give her the time she needs, but disappearing completely doesn't make it better. I mean, she was the one who gave me her number and told me to text her, she was the one who wanted to help me and be my friend, and now she's just decided to ignore me all week. This is just childish. 

Today was the last day of school and I was on my way to pick up Den so we could leave together. We're involved in a project for Religious Education where we're looking at existential questions such as "What is the meaning of life? Why do I need this? I already realise that life is a total waste of time; you learn things that either cause pain or pleasure..yet ultimately, you're left with a broken heart regardless.

Denise's POV:

As I heard the honk outside, I slipped on my Vans, picked up my bag and my phone. I stepped out of the house, shut the door, and quickly approached Stella's car, where she lowered the passenger side window.


"Get in," she said with a smile, as she opened the door for me.


I got into the passenger seat, shut the door, and fastened my seat belt. I leaned towards her and gave her a side embrace. "Are you all set for the fantastic project day?"

I pulled back, took out the aux cord, plugged it into my phone, and hit shuffle.

"Ugh, man, that's so annoying. I really don't want to go," she complained as she started the car and drove out of my driveway.


I chuckled a bit and shook my head, saying, "You're such a baby. Remember, you can still improve your grades."


She shifted her gaze from the road to me, exhaling sharply as she said, "I don't care about my grades, and you know that," before looking back at the road.

"By the way, how is Billie? Has she responded to you yet?"


Shaking her head, she focused on the road and said, "No, I really did try. I messaged and called her, but there was no response."


"Well, perhaps you'll see her today, and you can talk to her," I said as I paused the music and unplugged the auxiliary cable from my phone. We have already driven into the school's parking lot.


"Yeah," she muttered, then switched off her car. She leaned towards the backseat to get her bag and then turned to me, saying, "Let's hope this day passes quickly; I can't stand this place."


"Stella, you're so dramatic at times," I said, rolling my eyes as I opened the door, stepped out of the seat, and shut the car door behind me.


"Why are you blaming me? This class is incredibly boring," she said as she hurried to catch up with me. I entered the school by opening the door, then proceeded down the hallway to reach our lockers.

I paused in my tracks and glanced down at her, saying, 'I don't blame you.'"


"This place," I mocked her, "is actually beneficial for your future."

Estella's POV:

She gave my shoulder a pat and then headed to her locker. "You're such a nerd sometimes, you know?" I shook my head, walked to my locker, placed my bag inside, and took out my books.


Startled, I turned around to see Mad standing behind me, clutching his chest from laughing and saying, 'Hey, bozo.'"


"Dude, what's up with you guys almost giving me heart attacks?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe it's fun?" he said with a grin, looking down at me.