The subject of Rowan stopped the chewing of pizza and sipping of soda. Everyone at my sleepover knew I had had a HUGE crush on him for a really, really long time. Finally, someone spoke. It was my best friend, Liz. “Um, Victoria, how do u expect this plan to work out? I mean, u know...” Liz had always been sensitive about the boy, even though they’d ended a 2-year relationship almost 7 months ago, she still wasn’t over him. Someone else replied, door saying “Um, Liz? Hun? u BROKE UP WITH HIM LIKE, 7 MONTHS AGO! u really need to verplaats on.” I shifted uncomfortably. I hated when people were mean to her because of Rowan. No one knew that Liz hadn’t broke up with him... He broke up with her. But I wasn’t suppose to know... So, I held the sad, terrible secret. “Um, Alena?” “Yes, Victoria?” I zei to her in a whisper, “SHUT THE HECK UP. u KNOW SHE’S SENSITIVE!” Alena pursed her lips. “Sorry.” I looked at Liz. She was twirling a stand of hair around her finger. “Um... Liz? Are u okay?” As concerned as I was, I was kind’ve hoping I’d be the one to say that. Liz looked up at Alena, with an angry expression on her face. “Yeah, Alena, I’m okay. Are you?” Alena backed off, and we continued eating.
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“Well, we’re done eating. What are we gonna do now?!” Everyone sat on my bedroom floor, looking at me, expecting me to know what to do. I clicked the keys on my laptop. “I don’t know. u guys wanna go over to Rowan’s house? He just texted me and asked us to come.” Liz shifted her position and stared out my window. “Uh, there’s six of us...” “Yea, I agree with Mia.” “Alena, it’s not YOUR sleepover!” “Shut up, Alex.” “Excuse me?” “You’re excused.” “Listen here, Miss Priss. I don’t know who u think u are, but-” “GUYS! Shush. I’LL decide since u can’t without arguing.” They mumbled and glared at each other. I sighed. “Um, I don’t think we should go. I mean...” Liz started to say something, but quickly shut her mouth and bit her lip. “I mean, u know, six girls and one boy? A bit suspicious sounding, don’t u think?” They nodded in agreement. “Yeah. I thought so. Oh! I have a good idea! Lets watch a movie.” Liz perked up. She loved watching movies. “Yea! Lets do THAT!” I laughed. “Ha ha, c’mon. Let’s watch it down stairs.” I slid off my bed. Everyone stood up and exited my room. I grabbed my snuggie, and followed.
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“So, what are we gonna watch? Three of us stood in front of the movie case. The other three of us sat on the divan, bank texting and talking. “27 Dresses?” “No.” “Titanic?” “No!” “Oh! LITTLE WOMEN!!!” “NO!” Charlie frowned. “Fine. How about Gone With The Wind?” She pulled the movie off the shelf. “Um, sure. Liz?” “Sounds good.” “What about ya’ll?” I nodded to the girls sitting on the couch. They all exchanged glances and nodded, mumbling among themselves. “Kay. I’ll go pop popcorn and get snacks. Liz, will u put the movie in the DVD player? “Yea.” “Alright. To the keuken-, keuken I go!” I left the room, and entered the kitchen. From the smooth wooden floors to the polished cabinets, the keuken-, keuken was a mom’s dream. I made my way to the fridge. Suddenly I heard a loud scream. I ran back into the living room. “WHAT HAPPENED?!” Liz was sitting on the ground, Alex was in a pushing position, and Alena was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. “Ugh! I leave to get u guys SNACKS and u start to fight!” Liz, being the sensitive girl she is, began to cry. I grabbed her wrist and jerked her up the stairs.
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When we got to my room, Liz slumped to the floor. door friendly instinct, I dropped down besides her. “What happened?” She sighed and put her head in her hands. “I-I was putting the disk in the DVD player, and overheard Alex talking to Mia about how hopeless u and Rowan were.” I sighed. “So, I turned around and zei “Guys, u have no clue what Rowan wants.” Alex gave me an evil eye. But she didn’t stop talking. So, I repeated what I said. She pushed me, and I nearly busted my head open on the entertainment center.” My eyes narrowed. “She PUSHED you?” “Yes.” “I’ll take care of that.” I grabbed my iPhone off my vanity, and dialed Alex’s number. She picked up after ½ of a ring. “Yea?” “You’re mom called. She needs u to go home. NOW.” “Um, okay?” She hung up, and trudged up the stairs to get her bags. She walked in my room. I smiled a fake smile, and when she turned around, I glared at her. She picked up her purse, and duffel bag. She smiled, and walked from my room.
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