hate to love you.

sixteen

i smacked the egg on top of her head, as she gasped.

"game. over." i said and walked away like a boss.

"okay, but who's going to clean this up?" she said.

"sorry!" i yelled quickly coming back into the kitchen.

"wow. day one and the house is a bit of a mess." she said laughing.

we cleaned up all the eggs and i went to go get more when she stopped me.

"let's just go out and get some breakfast. it's too much of work to cook." she said. i agreed.

we eventually left the house and went out to breakfast at denny's.

i ordered some pancakes and hash browns, and dallas ordered some crap.

"okay, so we have to talk about something." she said.

"okay, what about?" i asked.

"you have to start school tomorrow." she said. i groaned.

but, i just nodded. there's no way i could get out of it.

"wanna go shopping today?" she asked. my eyes lit up.

"sure." i said.

as we were continuing to eat, some girl bumped into the waitress making the food and her fall.

"my bad, im sorry." she said.

i looked over, and i could have swore that was demi.

"demi?" i called out. the girl looked over, and quickly back down rushing out of the restaurant.

i went to go after her, but dallas held tight onto my hand. "that's not demi, she back in texas." dallas said.

no, no she's not. that's demetria.

we ate our food and left.

on the way out, i stepped on something. i went to pick it up, and it was demi's bracelet. a stay strong bracelet.

i knew it was hers because when mom and dad were painting when i was around 10, demi went to hug mom, and then paint got on her bracelet.

white paint.

"look dally, it's demi's. demi was here." she ignored me, and continued walking.

i decided to keep it in my pocket.

what was demi doing here?

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"do you like this?" dallas said, holding up a short sleeve shirt.

i moved towards her pretending like i was examining it. "nah." i said moving away.

"please, just try it on for me?" she asked.

"no, dallas." i said. she started pouting.

i rolled my eyes and took the shirt.

i high-key started to panic.

what do i do? just then i realized that i had my makeup in my purse.

dallas followed me into the dressing rooms, as i chose the room i wanted she came with me, but i closed the door.

"gabi, i was gonna come in with you!" she whined.

"sorry." i said.

i quickly took out my makeup and began to cover up the cuts on my arm.

"gabi, what's taking so long?" she said just as i finished putting on my makeup.

i quickly put the shirt on and unlocked the door.