We had dancing. Again. I swear to god when one of the boys was turning me round he tried to tear my freaking arm off, like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!
Doesn't help that the friend mentioned in the last chapter is now in a mood with me for god knows what, and has gone off bitching about me to other people, making me just a lil' itty bitty mad at her.
So yeah, I think it's safe to say that god handed my day over to lucifer to handle, and at the moment it's 12:59 am and I need to get up at six tomorrow so yeah, please halp...
ENOUGH ABOUT ME THOUGH, how are my loyal silent readers? Got anything you wanna tell me? Hmmm? Hmmmmmmmm?
I spend at least 3 hours a day on Wattpad so if you asked me a question your pretty much guaranteed an answer within 48 hours, unless it's about maths, then I apologise but there is nothing I can do for you.
Love you guys lots xxx
PS: sorry if I sound like a little bitch/brat in this chapter, I kinda needed to get that out of my system x
