The Slap Fight

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"Yeah, well I don't even know who my boyfriend is because obviously he has bigger priorities and an even bigger ego!" I screamed, hitting the staircase's railing. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as he stared at me, his chest heaving. This is exactly what I didn't want.. a screaming match.

 "D-does that mean you two are breaking up?" Trina asked, as she walked closer. "Because I'm s—" She said, almost smitten as she looked at Beck. 

"Trina!" Tori exclaimed, glancing between Beck and I.

"You didn't let me finish!" Trina looked at Tori, rolling her eyes before she looked at me. "Because I'm so heartbroken for you baby sister!" She cooed, placing her hand on her heart before walking towards me with her arms held out for a hug. 

The front door slammed as Trina hugged me. I shook my head, shrugging out of the fake hug she was giving me before going back upstairs to my room and slamming my door closed.

 I shook my head, shrugging out of the fake hug she was giving me before going back upstairs to my room and slamming my door closed

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"How's my makeup look?" Robbie asked Cat, as she did his makeup for our short film

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"How's my makeup look?" Robbie asked Cat, as she did his makeup for our short film. 

It was almost 7:41, and we were all in Sikowitz class preparing to shoot our film. On the stage behind me, was a funeral setup. Cat was doing Robbie's makeup, I was going over my lines, Andre was fixing up the lighting, Jade was going through the clothes and Beck was doing something with his camera. 

The only person we were missing was my sister, and our main prop, the Stabolin. So, we we're kinda just waiting for her to arrive. She drove with Trina, so I didn't know what was holding her up. 

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