"Hey maggie." Demi said. DONT HEY MAGGIE ME SLUT!! (Sorry Demi. I'm sure ur very pretty. And not a slut.) I just awkwardly waved to her. Nash pulled me down in te middle of them two. Matt and Demi's mom were hiding an filming. "Nash can I talk to you?... Alone." I said as I saw Demi get into her pissy face. He nodded and we went over to a little area. "Your I fucking bitch. U know u hurt my feelings for going to Demi? You are a man whore. So it's me or her. And if u don't pick then I'm assuming it's her." I said angrily trying not to cry. He was on the edge of gets. U could see it in his eyes. But he still talked, "your gonna make me pick between u and Demi? If I picked u, we would have barley hang out. I'm not a bitch. I might be a whore but not a bitch. Ur the bitch. Your making me choose. Why can't I choose both of u? MAGGIE SHES FUCKING PREGNANT. WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO. JUST LEAVE HER AND LET HER HAVE BIRTH BY HERSELF?" I can tell he's needs to hit something. There huge crow around us chanting, 'fight fight fight fight'. U know what I did? I slapped him. "Me? A bitch? NASH A DIDNT DO A GOD DAMN THING TO U. YOUR THE ONE WHO FUCKING CHEATED. WHY CANT U GO TO HELL ALREADY. YOUD BE OUT OF MY WAY AND WITH YOUR PEOPLE." I might've said that to meanly. He started crying. "Maggie, all u want. Is attention." He was on his knees now. "I wouldn't be doing this if u weren't in my fucking life." And with that, I left. That boy is about to get ducking slapped. Guess who I saw coming down to the beach? Grace. I ran over to Matt. "I have to go see Shawn. Now." I cried into his shirt. He put me on his back. "Maggie? Shawn umm.. He kinda.. He died."
How do y think she's gonna take it? Oh well let's find out. Okay so I had 18 likes. And I lost one. ARE YALL FAGGOTS OR SOMETHING. U AINT GONNA UNLIKE MY BOOK!! -maggie