So Over It [completed, undergoing editing]

Christina: I can’t wait to come back to my hometown, Austin, Texas, to see my boyfriend, Matt.

Matt: I feel so guilty. She doesn’t know that I have a new girlfriend now… and I didn’t even tell her.

Christina: I’m heartbroken. I can’t believe he would do this to me. He cheated on me!

Matt: I miss her, more than anything.

Christina: I’m slowly healing. Maybe things will get better.

Matt: I’m just so confused.

Christina: I’m tired of wallowing around in misery and tears. I’m going to get revenge on this sleazy cheater, if it’s the last thing I do. I’ve got a hot guitar player, an amazing voice, a school dance to perform at, and the best girl-power-breakup song I’ve ever heard. Time to show him girls can be tough, too.

[A/N: WROTE THIS A LONG TIME AGO... SORRY IF IT'S BAD. IT'S UNDERGOING LOTS OF EDITING, BUT YOU CAN STILL READ IT. IT'S ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED ON A WEBSITE CALLED MISS LITERATI UNDER MY PEN NAME, KRISTY THOMAS. PLANNING TO SELF PUBLISH THIS SOON.]

*NOT A 1D STORY*

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5. Christina's POV

Oh my God. Did that really just happen? I wondered to myself as I stumbled out Matt's front door, my heart confused and completely cracked open. Obviously, it did. I couldn't process it, though. Matt? Cheating on me? That wasn't possible... except, it was. And with a girl I hated, no less.

This had to be one of the worst moments of my life. Not when I broke my arm when I fell off my bike in third grade. At least Matt had been there to help me to my feet again and tell his parents so they could take me to the hospital. Or when my kitten, Sparkles, died just two weeks after we got her-- she had been run over by a taco truck. Matt was there too, to help me bury her. In fact, come to think of it, everything bad I had gone through, I went through it with Matt. He was my best friend, and in later years, he still was, though he was my boyfriend.

But apparently, that didn't matter, since he was running around kissing a girl in a too-tight skirt and too-high heels and obviously highlighted blonde hair. Who I hated.

I certainly wasn't going to tell my mom about this. Who would? My mom would be comforting, of course, but well, you know. She was just too... mom-ish. And I wasn't going to talk to Phil, either. I hardly knew him!

But I knew who I was really going to talk to. Gabi. Gabi was my best friend since second grade, when she moved here. I could talk to her about anything-- after all, she lived right across the street from me.

My other friends, Arianna (Ari for short) and Nicole, would be of much help, too. I needed them right now. Maybe we could even have a sleepover, all of us.

I felt a little better, though not really about the situation. Just in general. The situation was still there, haunting me. Everything that happened just a few minutes ago was flashing through my mind like a movie. It felt like a movie, too. It didn't feel real.

I ran to Gabi's house and knocked on her door.

Gabi, loyal as ever, opened the door. Her hair was in braids, and she was wearing a super cute pink top and short shorts.

"Hey!" she said when she saw me. 

"Hey...," I said, pulling her into a hug. When she closed the door, I burst into tears that I wanted to keep inside but couldn't hold in me any longer.

"What in the world...?" she asked.

I sat down on her couch. "M-matt... he-he's cheating on me! W-with... Kaitlyn!" 

Gabi's expression softened. "I know."

"You KNOW?!" I asked. "H-how long...?"

"Um...," Gabi said uncomfortably.

"I won't be mad," I promised, though I probably would be. "How long was he with her? A week? Two?"

"Uh, about... four months."

"Oh. My. God. Why'd you tell me that?!" I started hyperventilating. This was not happening.

"You asked!" Gabi cried.

"You could have lied! Now I know... basically everything!"

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Gabi asked.

"I didn't want the specifics."

"It gets worse...," 

"I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know!" I covered my ears. "La la la, I can't hear you! La la la...,"

"Okay! Okay. Chill," Gabi told me. "Take a deep breath." I obeyed. "There you go...," she smiled. "There. You're relaxed."

"Not even!" I wailed. I stuffed my head into Gabi's mother's expensive sofa pillows. "Waaaah!!!" I cried.

"Um... those pillows are antique..."

"Sorry." I put them down. "I just can't believe it... why didn't you call me up and tell me?"

"I didn't want to hurt you. I know that you were going through your parent's divorce and stuff." Gabi squirmed. "I'm sorry. Would you really have liked to know what was going on?"

"I don't know...," I sighed. "Maybe it would have been better if I found out for myself. And I did."

"Kinda in the worst way possible," Gabi agreed.

We sat in silence for a while. Then Gabi said, "Hey, wanna have a sleepover? I can invite Ari and Nicole. It can be just like old times."

"That would be great, Gabs. Thanks." I smiled gratefully despite myself, and dried my eyes.

"Great. I'll call them while you call your parents." Gabi dialed Ari's number.

I called my mom; she said yes. 

"Is everything all right, sweetheart?" she asked me. "You sound upset."

"Um, I'm just tired. Jet lag and all."

"Okay. Well, I'm sorry you'll be missing the dinner that Phil and I made together. It's tofu logs with stuffed spinach in them. It's really healthy and quite good."

"I'm sorry I'll miss it, too," I lied, trying not to gag just at the description of it. I clicked end call and sighed. 

"Ari can do it, and so can Nicole," Gabi said, emerging from the kitchen where she made the phone calls. "It's time for a SLEEPOVA!!" 

"Totally!" I smiled. But inside, I still felt terrible, even without the description of Mom's gross tofu-spinach logs.

 

 

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