Mrs. All American

"Just because we were a thing, doesn't mean that you know what's best for me Luke!" I screamed at him. He had no right to tell me who I can, and can't hang out with. "I'm telling you Halley he's no good, I don't want you hurt when he decides to cheat on you."


3. International calling.

This car ride was longer than I had hoped for. Most girls would loved to be squished between a tall blonde to your left and an awkward looking Asian to your right.

"Sooo..." I dragged out. I didn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable in the situation at hand.

"So..." My brother repeated me from the drivers seat.

I sighed, not getting a conversation started.

"I'm Luke." Smiled the blonde with the black lip ring.

"Calum. And don't say I'm Asian, I'm not Asian, why does everyone think I'm Asian?" The-not Asian one barked/ranted

"Michael." The redhead spoke from shotgun.

"Halley St. Cloud not Irwin." Maybe I shouldn't have said that..

The car got quiet and I know I brought this upon myself. "Sorry" I whispered more to myself than anyone.

My phone went off but this time playing New York with Alicia keys and JZ.

It was a real struggle trying to answer your phone when it's in your back pocket, on top of that being squished.

My phone made a weird 'beep-boop' sound.

"Hellcat where are you? Ive been waiting at the center for over an hour and guess who's not here?"

Dammit. Out of all days to call me why is Nat calling me.

"Uh, Nat I told you I can't do that anymore. It's not my passion..." Loud enough for him to hear.

"I thought you were joking. I made all those posters for nothing? 'Hellcat rises from the dead' in big graffiti on the side of the brick wall."

"What?! That's sick-send me a pho-. Why would you do that? I told you I quit after the surgery."

"I just wanted you to practice again, you could still try without being a wuss."

"I'm not being a wuss, I fell on the fucking concrete because someone's ugly ass girlfriend was jealous that me and you were friends. I'm done with this conversation, bye asshole."

I stood myself up in the moving car, pulled my phone out then ended the call.

I hadn't noticed I was crying.

I lied.

Swimming is my passion.

I just wish I could swim again without being afraid of falling off the diving board.

"... Who was that?" Ashton gritted his teeth.

"An old friend." I shut the conversation there because truthfully I don't want to speak about my past.


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