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posted August 8, 2011 at 7:26pm UTC tagged with story
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- My Fairytale Chapter 4 I couldn't believe I was actually doing this, but what I got in return is making this night all worth it. I got in my car and used the directions my mom gave me to get to her boss's house. I was in jean shorts and a white flowy-ish tank top, with my hair down and a little make up on. I had a cheetah print bag with sweats, make up, a tooth brush, and some other sh*t. When I got tot he door, I was greeted by Mrs. Keller. "Paige, hello! I'm soooo glad you could come, Kelly and her friends are so excited that you're going to be here, all they do is talk about you!" "Aw, haha how cute," I said, smiling a little. Gross, don't talk about me. "Mr. Keller and I have to leave now, but we'll be back tomorrow around 5ish, so if you wouldn't mind staying until then....?" I did not want to stay until then. At all. "Oh yeah, no problem!", I said. Vomit. I said bye and walked in the house, dropping my bag by the front door. Kelly was in the living room with like 6 friends and they were all watching Jersey Shore and gossiping. "Paige!", Kelly exclaimed when she saw me. I used to baby sit her, but now I just find her annoying as f*ck. "Hey Kelly, happy birthday!" "Thanks! Come in! This is Lily, Kate, Olivia, Taylor, Liz, and Britt. Guys, this is Paige. She;s gonna be a Junior next year." "Just like Matt!" "Oooooooh" Okay, ew? "Oh my gosh shut up. We're not like even technically dating, well I mean we are, but I don't know. It's weird." "Just be careful with that one," I mumbled. "Why? What do you know about him?!" "Hahah, I've known him since middle school and he;s just really obnoxious. He's like the bad boy player that everyone thinks is soooo hot and amazing and I'm like uhm ew gross he's a jerk." "Oh...well he's really nice to me, so maybe he's changing!" I didn't feel like breaking this girls heart, so I just nodded in agreement. "Do you have a boyfriend Paige?", one of her friends asked. "No." "Oh my gosh, why?! You're like, totally gorgeous!" "Thanks, but I don't want a boyfriend." "Why? I love boys, ohemgee." "Yeah, that's the thing, hah." "What???" "I don't believe in love, it's a sh*t load of lies and disappointment. I don't bother with guys anymore." Everyone looked really depressed when I said that. "Uh, the guys in my grade are just jerks, I'm sure the guys you like are really great!" And with that they all launched into stories of their boyfriends and the guys they like. Joyous. "So wait, if you don't have a boyfriend, what do you do for fun?" "I party with my best friend and my brother and his best friend." "You guys have parties just the four of you??" "Noo, we go to parties that people have and yeah." "What do you do there?" "Personally? I drink until I can't remember sh*t and pass out. My best friend makes out with the guy she has a thing with, my brother makes out with his girlfriend, and my brothers best friend watches over me and drinks a little too." "You have to be 21 to drink!", they all gasped. Sh*t. I'm supposed to be a role model for them. "Hahahah you guys thought I was serious! I'm totally kidding, me and my friends usually just like, have girls nights and watch movies and stuff like that!" "Oh yeah! We looove that!" And with that they were all off talking about random crap. My lord they could talk. I was getting a head ache and wanted to go home.
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