Chloe's P.O.V.
I wake up and stretch, I look beautiful. I know I do! Getting up, I slip on my fuzzy cute slippers and walk downstairs. Ever since my dreadful sister left, I've been living the life. I hate her for taking half of my life already. I wish I'd sent her away a long time ago. She's so ungrateful for me. Finally something I had planned worked out. Though it wasn't forever, at least I got some time without that troll.
"Chloe!" Mom calls.
I walk over to her and smile warmly.
"Tomorrow your sister get's back." She says.
Don't remind me.
I hold back my anger and smile, "I can't wait to see her be all better!"
Mother is stupid.
"She won't be here much." She says frowning.
"Why?" I pretend to care and not be happy.
"She's not the happiest with mommy." She says.
"Aw." I say, making her smile.
"Get to school honey." She says.
"Okay Mommy." I cheer.
Ugh. I'm happy she's so gullible.
Madi's P.O.V.
"Mom!" I yell.
"yes Honey?" She asks.
"Can I throw a party for Charlie?" I ask.
"Of course, I feel bad for her." She says.
"I know." I sigh.
"I'll be gone all night tomorrow so, go ahead." She smiles.
"Okay, where will you be?" I ask.
"Work." She groans.
I nod, giving her a skeptical look. When I get up stairs, I call Cat.
"Hey!" I cheer into the phone.
"Yes?" She asks.
"She said yes." I say.
"Great!" She squeals, "I'll get the decorations today and come over tomorrow."
"Okay, see you at school." I say.
Cole's P.O.V.
I don't want to go to school today but my mother won't stop bothering me. I had no idea when Charlie was getting back. All I knew was I couldn't stop my brain from wondering to her. She drives me insane and I hated it. What the hell has this girl done to me? When I called her she seemed relaxed and comfortable.
I hated that. Some part of me just hoped she'd get her sister back for being such a bitch. Lately she has been all over me. It's disgusting, she's some how convinced herself I want her. She's the last person I want. I sit on my bike looking through my phone, Oliver's name pops up.
I answer the call, "What?"
"Dude, guess what?" He asks.
"Hm?" I ask
"Charlie is coming back tomorrow." He says.
"I don't care." I lie. Why? Why did I? Groaning, I pull the phone back to my ear.
"Dude, don't lie." He says.
I roll my eyes, him knowing is the last thing I want.
Knowing what!?
Ugh. I click the end button and shove the phone into my pocket. I start the bike and head off to school. Though I hated it, I didn't care enough to skip. It's the only place I had for entertainment most of the time.
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More Than Emotional Support
Romance"What if I said he likes you?" He asks. "I would say it's obvious." I laugh. He places his hands on the wall, boxing me in on each side of my head. "What would you say if I told you, you looked hot tonight?" He asks. I breathe harshly while staring...
