We walked to my room. "Why'd you get so mad at the Luke Hemmings." Gwen said.
"Because, he was being totally weird. I don't care if he is Luke Hemmings, and that he's hot and all. He was about to like, you know come at you." I said. "Are you serious? We just met our idols. And you think he was trying to rape me?" She said. "Pretty much." I said. "Whatever Bree." She said rolling her eyes. "I know, I know, it was Luke Hemmings and I know we are obsessed with him, but we dot know him personally." I said. "Your just jealous he likes me. " she shouted. "You're just acting dumb Gwen. One day you will thank me." I snapped. "You just think your perfect don't you?" She said. "No! I'm not." I said with a bit of sass. "Oh hey look! I'm Breeanna Denise Walters! I'm miss perfect, I'm totally smarter, prettier and better than anyone else. And if I don't get my way, I go crazy!" She said, mocking me and yes my name is spelled weird. " Shut up, you're just angry cause a good 90 percent of that is true!" I snapped. "This is what I mean, you're just jealous. You are full of your self." She yelled. "Shut up Gwen. Let just to take a moment ok. Hi, I'm Gwen Elizabeth Jackson, I can fall for anything. I'm so boy dumb I'll fall for anything. Did I mention I can't even realize a perv or a freak when I see one. I'm so airheaded. Blah blah blah." I screamed at her. " you know what, fuck you, miss goodie two shoes. I can't believe you did that anyway, it was Lucas fucking Robert Hemmings. Go find a new bestfriend you bitch!" She said as she stormed out of my room. She's pissed, she then walked out of my house. Have fun walking 5 blocks in darkness. Now, I'm upset. She's never going to talk to me again. I wanted to cry,Gwen was my bestfriend. We have known each other for like ever.i needed to go for a walk. I grabbed my sweatshirt and slipped on my vans and walked out of the house.
I didn't see Gwen anywhere, maybe she ran. Anyway I'm pissed. And when I'm pissed I text my sister, Avery. She's in college plus she is great with helping me with drama. She listens to all my bull shit!
( the - means it's texting fyi)
-hey Avery! 😀-
- Hi Bree. What's up.😚-
- what do you think?-
- drama again?-
- Gwen and I got at an argument-
-well what happened in it? What was it about-
-it's, it's complicated 😕-
- ok then, maybe just talk it out-
-the thing is she doesn't want to talk to me. 😰-
- listen, I'm coming home from college tomorrow, we can talk then. I have to study.-
-ok 😚 bye Avery.-
We stopped texting and then I just starting playing flappy bird. 1....2...3...4 almost to my high score! Until I bumped into someone. I looked up
" Hey, aren't you.. That girl?"
What in the world was Ashton Irwin doing around my neighborhood?