Thank you for spamming my thread. Haha, just kidding. Daniella got it! Joyce: I like the 'hyper face'
Yeah, this was in page three. Sign that I shall update. CASSY's POV "What is the meaning of this?" I thrusted the newspaper to Brittany's face. Brittany looked at me, and pused the newspaper away, "Um. Ew. My face does not do newspapers." I shook the newspaper, "Seriously. You told?" Brittany smiled, "'Course not! Now, c'mon, have a seat." she patted the seat beside her. I just stared at it, "You're the only person I told. It had to be you." She blinked, surprised, "Moi? Did you ever wonder...if there was anyone else listening in to our conversation?" I thought for a moment. The love struck waiter? Nahh. Cameron? Don't think so. He's new, he wouldn't know. That leaves us with.... "Natalya?!" I half screamed. Brittany wagged her eyebrows, "Maybe. I don't know. She seems pretty suspicious." "Hey guys!" Natalya approached us. We stared at her, me, in shock, Brittany, in accusation. "What?" Natalya wrinkled her nose, "Do I have something on my face?" "We know what you did, Nattie." Brittany said, her eyes narrowed. Natalya rolled her eyes, "Oh, the whole ran out on my mom and Ally? Puh-lease." she sat down on the spot Brittany reserved for me. Brittany moved away from her, "Excuse me, but that seat is reserved for Cassy. Not eavesdroppers and backstabbers." Natalya's jaw dropped, "What?! But I always sit here! What are you talking about?!" "We know you know." Brittany said and pushed Nattie away from the seat. Nattie had tears in her eyes now, "Fine. Be that way." then she walked away. Brittany's scowl instantly turned into a smile, "Now that that's taken care of...sit down, Cassy!" What choice did I have?
Sorry that I haven't updated in a long time, okay fine, it was like, three days, but still. So here yaaa gooo. NATALYA's POV That stupid, idiotic, slutty excuse for a Barbie doll. Who the hell does she think she was? She is definately NOT the boss of me, ex-cu-use me. I ran to the restroom, and no, I wasn't going to cry in the cubicle like some loser, but rather, I, am going to fight back. I do not go down without a fight. I was fixing my hair and my make up when the door slammed open. "Brittany got you good, eh?" I looked up. Here, it's Barbie's best friend. "What do you want Auvrey?" I snapped. Auvrey smiled and walked towards me, "Brittany humiliated you. Do you know why?" I bit the inside of my cheek. I would say a good comeback, but honestly, I didn't know why Brittany was acting that way. And hell yeah, I wanted to find out. Auvrey smirked, "Knew it. She thinks that you told a rumor of Cassy's little friends to the press. And now, Cassy took your place." I took a deep breath. What?! Uh-no she di-idn't!! "B-But I didn't do it!" "Exactly. She brought you down for no reason. That is why we are going to bring her down. Wait, wait, waaait. This was getring serious. "We?" I raised my eyebrow. "Yes, we." Auvrey smiled, "Now, you and I, are going to be the best of friends."