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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9. Christina's POV

When I heard that Matt's family was inviting us over to dinner, I refused to go. But you know Mom-- she didn't have a clue, thought Matt and I were still an "item." It was hopeless to refuse. I didn't want to disappoint my mother.

So for her sake, I threw on a semi-casual purple dress with ruffles that I had found hanging in my closet (My mom had obviously gone shopping before she came here) did my makeup (I removed all the mascara that had dripped down my face from my crying episode) and left my hair down. Usually I put it up. I hated wearing it down; made me feel self-conscious. But what did I care, anyway? There was nobody I LIKED there (hint hint).

So me, my mom, and Phil left, and my mom grabbed the spinach-tofu logs, which were actually grosser than they sounded, and went over to Matt's house. Matt's mom opened the door. "Hi, y'all!" she said cheerfully. "Come on in! I made mac and cheese, special for this occasion!" 

And then we were in Matt's kitchen, and there was Matt, his hair tousled adorably and a half smile on his hot face as he nodded along to his iPod (Eminem-- I could hear it all the way from across the table.) I saw him looking at me (his sad, kind brown eyes really got to me, but I stood firm) so I glared the meanest glare and he dropped his eyes. But he didn't look condescending. He looked hurt and sad.

I chatted and mingled with the grownups like the good girl I was, and even talked to Matt's little sister, Bree. She had an adorable tutu on and held a little purple unicorn in her arms.

"Are you a princess?" I asked her.

She smiled. "No. I'm a fairy princess queen. Are you and Matt boyfriend and girlfriend or prince and princess?"

I stared, my whole world coming to a crash. I felt tears pinch me behind my eyes, but I held them back and smiled as happy as I could. "No. Sometimes fairy tales don't happy happy ever after." I needed a minute alone then. I excused myself, not before giving Matt an ice-cutting glare.

I went to the bathroom and sobbed.

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