"I can't believe he broke up with me!" I shouted to Ella.
"Taylor, it's all in your head. Tom is so pathetic." She was trying to calm me down but I was so angry, I couldn't control myself.
" You don't get it Ella, just shut up and leave!"
Ella walked out of my room, I could hear her crying as she walked down the stairs and out the door. What had I done. All of this wouldn't of happened if Tom would of just told me the truth. I hate him, only this time it was definite.
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Taylor, 18, your typical teenage girl, is modestly popular, is beautiful .
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Troye, 19, is Taylor's best friend, popular, basically the perfect guy, is single,
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Ella, 19, Taylor's best friend, they tell each other everything, has a boyfriend.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.