*Brooke's POV*
I was sat in bed, crying my eyes out. I ignored everyone's calls. And I told dad not to let Michael up. It's been 2 days since he cheated on me. How could he? What did I do so wrong to deserve that? Was I not good enough for him? He prefered the fake barbie bitches? I thought he was different. All my life I've known him, and I never thought he would be a boy to cheat on his girlfriend. But I guess I was wrong.
I looked at the screen of my phone to see exactly what I had. Oh. 108 missed calls from everyone. And 74 texts. I decided to read some of the texts, ignoring Michael's.
From Shayza: Are you okay? I haven't seen you since the party.
From Shayza: Why won't you answer the phone?
From Shayza: Are you dead? C'mon Brooke it isn't funny.
From Shayza: Did Michael kill you? He's not answering either.
Sighing, I pressed on someone else's texts, deciding I was done reading her texts.
From Char: What happened to you?
From Char: Are you okay? I just want a text to know your not dead.
From Char: Cmon Brooke, have you forgotten how to answer the phone or text a message?
From Char: I'm worried.
I exited Charlene's.
From Ashy: What up Brooke, you left us at the party?
From Ashy: You okay? You're not picking up.
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unpredictable : mgc
Fanfiction"welcome to the unpredictable club." subwaylrh (disclaimer: this was my VERY 1st fanfic and it's not the best but enjoy i guess !!!)