I rolled my eyes at her ‘childish behavior’. “Fine—but it’s nothing special.”

“Tell me.”

“Well it started at Gracie’s party. Justin left Sasha and me alone to get her some water, and she basically threatened me to stay away from Justin. She thought I was being a ‘whore’ or whatever.” I said shrugging my shoulders, pretending that it still didn’t bother me.

I looked up at Demi, and her mouth hung open in shock.

“Demi—“I began but Demi cut me off.

“THAT BITCH!” Demi yelled in anger. “Okay, it’s time for me to go stab a hoe.” She said getting up from her seat grabbing her purse and keys.

“No Demi!” I said and ran infront of her so she couldn’t go any further. Knowing Demi, she really would go hurt Sasha. And I don’t mind her doing so—I just don’t want my bestfriend in jail.

“As much as I want you to do so, I don’t want my bestfriend in jail.” I lightly chuckled.

Demi sighed and nodded her head and went back to her seat grabbing her spoon again.

“Gosh I wanna stab her. She has no right to call you a hoe.” Demi said eating a spoon full of ice cream.

“But I kissed Justin—so technically she does.”

“Technically Justin kissed you first.” Demi said emphasizing the word you.

“Yeah but encouraged the kiss, by kissing him back.” I argued.

“It’s not your fault you didn’t wanna be rude by not kissing him back.” Demi said in a ‘duh’ tone, going back to her ice cream.

“But—“

“No buts Selena; it’s not your fault.” Demi said cutting me off.

“Yeah you’re right.” I sighed.

“Pfft, I’m always right.”

“Sure Demi.” I laughed.

“When do you go back to work?”

“Monday, I think. Why?”

“I’m gonna need to use your employees discount.” Demi said shyly.

“Um—okay?” I said, more as a question. “Why?”

“Well you know Ryan and I are trying for a baby—“

“You wanna look sexy for him,” I said finishing her sentence. “Am I right?”

“Yep you’re right.” Demi chuckled.

“In the wise words of Demi Lovato; I’m always right.” I quoted flipping my hair and both Demi and I laughed.

+

“MOMMY WAKE UP!” Kaylie yelled jumping on my bed.

“Kaylie go back to sleep.” I groaned.

“BUT MOMMY IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY!” She continued yelling.

I peeped through my covers and looked at the clock seeing it was 10:30 am.

“Kaylie, baby, it’s only 10:30.” I groaned again. Then I smelt it. Bacon, eggs—what the? I sat up quickly in bed and looked at Kaylie and she smiled. “Kaylie, who’s down stairs?” I asked. Kaylie didn’t answer me. That’s when I got nervous.

I quickly got out of my bed and ran down the stairs, and into the kitchen seeing a breakfast spread out on the kitchen island.

“Oh you’re up.” Gracie smiled. Jazzy turned around also smiling. Kaylie came down the stairs and went next to Gracie and Jazzy.

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