BFF's or a couple?

Chapter 34

Carly's POV

Kevin called me.

"What happened?!" I asked with excitement.

"She pulled out a knife, so I ran away," he said. "What?!?" I asked with disbelief. "That chick tried to kill me!" he said. "Stop acting like a little girl or I'll kill you! Thanks for failing at your job!" I said and hung up.

I sighed and laid down. I'm so frustrated. I gotta plan something else on Diana. I gotta type another note. What do you think the next note should be?

Nahhh, I'm not gonna take answers from y'all.

If Diana doesn't, uhhh I don't know yet.

Diana's POV

"Mom, leave me alone!" I said and slammed my door.

Sometimes my mom can be so annoying.

Then someone called me. I looked at my phone.

"What?!" I asked and shouted.

"Excuse you?!" Nya asked.

"Oh! Sorry, I swear I cannot see. I thought my phone said 'Mya', my annoying cousin," I explained. "Oh okay. Well anyway it happened today," she said.

Oh, God.

"What happened?!" I asked getting anxious. "Well we both threw some punches and then I pulled out my knife... and it broke! Then he called me crazy and then ran away," Nya explained.

"Oh my God. Well, thanks for getting attacked so I won't feel embarrassed. But I feel bad, I'm bringing my friends into this whole blackmailing thing," I said. "Yeah, well it-- Oh! I have to go, bye," said and hung up quickly.

I set my home down and laid down on my cold bed. I have no one to talk to now.

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"Thanks for coming over," I said to Justin.

It's like an hour later and Justin agreed to come over after I asked.

"So how you doing?" he asked. "Eh, good," I replied.

Then we stared at each other.

Then we started making out.

No, that didn't happen. We didn't make out. But we did stare at each other.

"Well I'm gonna take a nap. Goodnight, I mean... uh, I'm just gonna go to sleep," I said awkwardly.

"What?! So what am here?" he asked. "Sleep with me," I suggested and turned over and clothes my eyes.

I could just sense Justin smiling.

"Not that way," I said. Then I turned over and saw Justin frowning. I laughed and rolled back over and closed my eyes again.

He laid down too and wrapped his arm around me.

"Spooning leads to forking," I said. "What?!" he asked while laughing.

I laughed. "Goodnight, I mean, I'm going to sleep," I said and went to sleep.

I'm dumb!

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I walked into school the next day depressed.

This place is pain.

I walked to my locker. On the way I saw Rachel. I glared at her and walked away.

I walked to my locker and saw the principal and the school officer, Officer Bryant, standing at my locker.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Diana, we've received reports that's you have drugs in your locker, please open it," the principal said. "This is crazy," I said. "Open it," he said in a more stern way this time.

I sighed and opened. Then I became shocked. I almost had a heart attack. There were drugs in my locker!

There were some people looking at us.

"Those aren't mine," I said. I was terrified. "Mm hmm," he said not believing me.

"I'm serious!" I said.

I looked over and saw Carly. She probably did this. Maybe she's been blackmailing me this whole time!! I don't know.

But I'm not gonna lie. She did look cute standing over there, wearing a white, tight, sleeveless crop top, tights, a red plaid button up tied around her waist, her hair was straight and curled, wearing white LeBron 11's, leaning up against the wall with her arms folded and her foot on the wall.

Wait, when did I get off track?

I walked over to her.

"I know you did this!" I whisper shouted.

Carly rolled he eyes and kept a straight face.

"Diana get pack over here," the principal said. "Mr. Brady, that isn't mine!" I said

"In my office," he said.

I sighed and rolled my eyes and walked to his office.

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"Mom, I swear those weren't mine!" I said. "Then whose were they?!" she asked getting angry. "Like I know!" I shouted in frustration. I walked upstairs.

I called Justin on ooVoo.

"Hey. Are you okay?" he asked.

"No. I'm suspended, for like a month!" I said. "Hey, at least its like a long vacation right?" he said trying to cheer me up. It was not working.

I glared at him.

"Sorry," he said.

He's a weirdo, but he's my weirdo.