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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17. Christina's POV

I was in my room, with Ari, Gabi, and Nicole. We had decided to have a sleepover at my place this time, since we always did it at Gabi's house (that was Ari's excuse. But I'm guessing that she just wanted to see my bedroom again so she could try to redesign it. She does stuff like that a lot, and it's really annoying.)

We were painting our nails. I had my rainbow crackle color on, and it was so bright, florescent and neon that it nearly blinded me. I wanted to keep it on for the dance. It was one of a kind, just like my dress.

It was unusually quiet as we painted the polish on our fingers. A silence stretched across the room, looming over us with awkwardness. The only time anyone broke the silence was to say, "Can I borrow that color?" Or "Can you pass me the nail polish remover? I need it." There was no laughing or joking or even smiling. Everyone was silent, with sullen expressions on their faces.

You know how they say that complete silence drives you crazy? Well, apart from Carly Rae Jepsen's "Call Me Maybe" playing in the background, there was no noise at all, just a thick clot of silence that spread on and on. I was feeling awkward, and it was driving me crazy.

I turned off the music and turned to them.

"What'd you do that for?" Ari asked crossly, folding her arms. "I liked that song."

"Yeah, well," I said. "What's going on here?"

"What do you mean?" inquired Gabi, but the look on her face that flickered for just a split second after I said it told me all I needed to know, that something WAS going on. And whatever it was, I needed to know about it NOW.

"You know," I said firmly. "You guys are acting weird."

The girls exchanged glances that were supposed to be disguised as confused, but really were glances of knowing.

"We're NOT acting weird," Ari let out a defensive laugh with no humor. "I think your breakup with Matt has left you a little crazy."

Excuse me??? I thought. Lately, Arianna had been acting downright mean. I didn't know why. But I didn't say anything.

"Spill it," I said. "All of you. Now."

Gabi and Nicole looked at each other. Their guards were down now as they sighed and rolled their eyes in defeat. I smiled in triumph. I had gotten them now.

"You tell her," Nicole said.

"I'm not going to! Ari, you have to," said Gabi.

"What?!" Ari cried. "I-I don't know what you're talking about...," But I could see the panic behind the denial in her big brown eyes.

"Of course you do!" Nicole scolded. "You're the one that...,"

We all looked at her. Me in confusion, Gabi in discomfort, and Ari in fear.

Then Nicole did her thing she always did. "What?" she said, putting her hands up. "I didn't say anything."

Then she went back to painting her nails Bubblegum Pink.

I looked at her and put my hands on my hips, trying to hide my obvious nausea. "Okay, now tell me what you did."

Ari looked at us. Her big brown eyes were like deer eyes in headlights, about to be run over by the truck that was me. They filled with tears, and she swallowed. Then she realized she had no choice but to spill, and she might as well do it fast, like ripping off a Band-Aid.

"IcalledMattatlikemidnightandtoldhimyoukissedNickattherecordingstudio." she 
whispered quickly, squeezing her eyes shut as if that would block the angry truck that was about to hit her. 

"WHAT?!" I screamed. Now everyone knew that I had kissed him. Matt knew. My mom probably knew. The whole town knew. It was the knowledge that word spread fast around here. After all, it was a small town in the middle of nowhere. This wasn't Austin, the capital of Texas. It was a smaller version of it that most people didn't know about, near the border of Louisiana. Here, everyone knew everyone, and no matter what you tried, you could never stop the flow of gossip that flew in one ear to another. And before you knew it, the whole thing was out of whack, nobody knew the true story (which wasn't even that bad, just a kiss) and suddenly, your reputation? Ruined.

"Ari, how could you?" I asked. My other friends looked like they wanted to shrink inside their nail polish bottles and stay there forever. I was shaking with rage as I turned to them. "And why didn't you do anything about it?"

"We didn't want you to get more upset," Gabi said softly. "You know, first your parents divorced, and then Matt cheated on you, and--"

"Oh, stuff that excuse, Gabi! You said that last time, and it's nothing but a big fat lie!" I screamed. Tears clouded my vision and spilled down my cheeks like a waterfall.  "I can fend for myself."

Oh my God. OhmyGod ohmyGod ohmyGod. I was hyperventilating. I couldn't do this. I just couldn't.

"Some friends you are!" I yelled.

Gabi and Nicole and Arianna looked at each other. I couldn't see because of the tears in my eyes, but I knew for a fact because of the silent vibe that fell over the room like a smothering blanket.

"Fine," Gabi said in a scarily pinched voice that I'd never heard her use before. "If that's the way you feel about us, we'll leave. We thought you needed some help, but I guess we were wrong." 

Then I heard them leave. I could hear Ari's quiet sobs from downstairs, their soothing words, and then the front door closed with a bang.

I planted my face down into my pillows. I had never, ever felt this alone in all my life. Boyfriends are special, and yes, I had lost my first love. But nothing was as painful as seeing your best friends betray you, in front of your very eyes.

 

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