Ms. Homophobic (gxg) ~[Editing]~

II: Pink Angry Bird

~ Lauren's POV:

"D*MN ISABEL MONTES!" I yelled out frustratedly. I can't believe I let her get so close to me. I'm so stupid. "I WISH I COULD POP HER TITS WITH A TOOTHPICK!" I seethed out with venom while walking towards my car. Luckily, no one was around the parking lot area to hear my colorful language and my beautiful voice. I saw there there was a mustang and my car left in the lot.

I reached out of my bag and took out my car keys. Finally calming down from my uneasy fit, I clicked on the button to unlock the door. I opened my car door tossing my duffel bag onto the back seat as I sat on the chair closing the door. I turned the key on the ignition, but it wouldn't start up the engine. After a few more tries, I finally gave up. This car is a piece of crap.

Trying to calm myself down, I got out of the car with my phone in hand. Going through my contacts list, I saw my dad's name and called. I heard a few rings, but it ended to the voice mail. I called again, and after a few rings, he picked up. FINALLY!

"Bunny, why did you call? I'm in a meeting right now," my dad spoke in a tired voice using the childish nickname he had given me.

"Sorry daddy, but my car broke down. Can you pick me up?" I ask hopefully.

"I can't right now, sorry bunny. Try asking your friends," he replied. My shoulders fell. As always, he's always busy and has no more time for me.

"It's okay. Bye daddy. I love you," I replied trying not to sound hurt.

"I'm sorry again, bunny. I'll see you later. I love you too,"

I pressed the end call looking through my contacts looking for the private car towing. I spotted the name and pressed call.

"Hello, this is PCT Company. How may I help you?"

"I need my car towed to a car mechanic. It's broken down," I spoke rubbing my temples.

"Alright. Just text this number your name, place of car and car information and we'll get it towed to Twinzie's Car Mechanic Shop. We only accept cash or check," the guy behind the phone told me in a casual tone. I replied with an ok then hanging up.

I texted all the details and started to text my best friend, Beverly. Hopefully, she'll give me a ride. I wasn't up for walking a mile just to get a taxi. It's awful getting all sticky and sweaty before getting home.

Me: Hey, can u pick me up? my car broke down. -.-

Beverly: sorry chica, but my bro is using my car. :c

Me: it's alright. see u at school tomorrow. xo

Now I need to call my hamster face. I dialled Tom's number and within 8 rings, a person picks up. At that, it's a she?

"Hello?" a tired-less female says. I was beyond skeptical now.

"Who is this? Why do you have Tom's phone" I muttered sharply. Tom better not be cheating on me! My day is bad already!

"I should be asking you that question, you're the one who called. Tom is in the bathroom and the phone rings multiple times, so I answer it to find you talking to me" the female then yawns out. I was losing my temper at his girl.

"I'm his girlfriend, and you are?" I spoke in a bitchy tone since she wanted to act smart with me.

"I'm Mika, his --"

This Mika chick didn't finish because I heard Tom's voice asking her if she would like to go for another round.

"Oopsie," Mika whispered playfully over the phone. I can imagine that she was smirking with the evil glint in her eyes. I then heard Tom's voice asking who she was talking to.