The troubles begin

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A week or so later it was summer vacation. I was sitting at the house with joe when I got a phone call from my mom. She said that Ally had gotten in a car crash and died. How could my life get any worst is all I could think. I laid there and cried into Joe's lap.

The next day Joe and I went to a water park. About an hour or so after we got there we decided we were hungry. So I went to where we were sitting to get my purse. I didn't see my purse though. So I searched and searched and searched. Still no purse. I was getting confused. I saw Joe walking up to me from leaving the bathroom. I didn't know what to tell him about the purse, so I said I had to go to the bathroom real quick, I actually went to lost and found. I asked them if they had a yellow coach over the shoulder purse. At first they said no but then they looked under the counter and saw it. I was relieved.

I went back to get Joe and he wasn't there, so I sat down a waited. It was fifteen minutes later and I was getting scared. This was something I couldn't go to lost and found to look for. I looked to the right of me and I saw Joe about thirty feet away. The only thing was he was making out with someone. The girl was blonde and really pretty. I thought I recognized her from somewhere. I did, that was Joes ex girlfriend. I got furious then. I have caught him doing this before, but I gave him a second chance.

I called one of my best guy friends to come and pick me up, his name is Dylan. Five minutes later I got a text from Dylan saying he was here. I hoped in his car and he drove me to his apartment. I stayed there and watched Netflix on the couch for a little bit. I got a call saying it was from Joe, I answered. He asked why I left. I told him why and I was cussing him out. Then I finally told him we were done.

Dylan walked in the living room and I was crying. He asked me what was wrong and I told him everything. I started to have feelings for Dylan. He was really hot. He was also single. He asked me to stay the night at his apartment and I couldn't say no.

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