Here is Chapter 19 enjoy!
I messed up. I messed up big time.
I was sitting on my bed thinking about how I was going to be able to talk with Leylani, I mean I know she doesn't want to talk to me but she's going to have to eventually..right?. I've been in my room since we got here and I really wanted to talk to Leylani. I know I haven't been her friend for a while but I feel like I've known her my whole life. She's like a sister to me.
While I was sitting on my bed, I was thinking about going to Tristan for advice. Now everyone on the face of the earth knows I am not a fan of Tristan but I can tell you that he has changed since Ley came into his life. I remember him at school always trying to get in girls pants, It worked because he was good looking, but he wasn't my type he was more in his emo stage but he is slowly getting out of it which I'm glad because him and eyeliner don't mix.
I finally got up from my bed and made my way over to Trsitan's room which was right across from mine. I knocked on his door and he opened it immediately. He had no shirt on and I almost gagged.
"Can you put a shirt on" I said walking into his room which looked exactly like mine.
"What do you want" he said putting a shirt on
"I need to talk to someone" I said getting upset
"I don't know everything that is happening, I need my best friend back"
"Tell me about it I need my girlfriend back" he said sighing. I looked at him in confusion "Were you guys even dating?" "No but that's beside the point, we need to talk to her like a real talk"
"I know but she won't even face us!"
"Then we need to find a way to make her face us" he said pacing back and forth "Where is she now?"
"I don't know"
"Well weren't you just in the hallway?" he said getting mad
"Yea, but her door was closed"
He just looked at me like I was stupid. "Did you try and knock or open it"
"No!, I came to you that's why I'm here!' I said really loud and slow so he could understand me
"Follow me" he said and walked out of his room with me behind. We walked down the hall and walked up to her door Tristan turned the knob but It was locked. He groaned in frustration and I turned around to look at the garden. It was so beautiful. Wait!. I saw Leylani sitting on the bench doing nothing. I hit Tristan and told him to look.
"Hey look" I said pointing outside
"What" he said and stopped breathing for a second. I looked at him and he was just starring at her. "Breath man, I need you alive today" I said laughing. I had a plan, but I needed him to help, If he stopped breathing for to long and died I don't know what I would do because then I would never talk to Ley again. I pulled his arm down the hall over to the front desk. I rung the bell and a different person came out. She had long blonde hair and perfect skin, she looked like a barbie doll.
"Um can you help my friend and I out we locked our key in our room and can't get inside" I asked politely. I don't think she heard me because she was starring at Tristan the whole time and he seemed like he was off in La La Land. I nudged his arm to snap out of it.
"If you guys are sharing the same room then my grandmother would have given the both of you a set of keys, so why don't you just use the other one" she said a little to smart. Who does she think she is my mother. Sensing my tension Tristan budded in.
"If you help us I will give you my phone number" he said giving his famous smile that everyone likes
That did the job she was going through the desk fast.
"Um..w-what room n-number is it?" she asked looking at Tristan and not me.
That bimbo lord knows what I would do if I got my hands on her.
Rachel calm down
She's making me mad. I said to myself
It's fine we just need Leylani to talk to us so getting this key would help a lot
Ok you're right thanks self
"102" he smiled. She got the key and walked us to 'our' room. She opened the door and I walked in and so did Tristan, he was about to close the door when she interrupted.
"Uhm...I think you owe me your number mister"
"Oh yea how could I forget" I watched in amazement at how she gave him her phone and he typed his number in.
"Thanks, I'll call you sometime" she said smiling
"I'll be waiting" he smiled back. He closed the door and mumbled something under his breath but I couldn't comprehend it. I laughed with my arms crossed over my chest. "Did you really give her your number?"
"No! you think I'm crazy I gave her the number to my hair stylist" he said laughing and walking over to the TV.
"Wow you're something"
"So why are we in here for?" he asked
"I don't know" I looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary until I looked on her bed. Her clothes were layed out like she was going to take a shower. But it's almost dinner time will she have enough time.
Hey everyone thanks for reading I had fun writing this chapter because you can see how Rachel reacts towards Tristan and why she doesn't care for him. Well, It's almost 1:00 now so I'm going to go to bed. Nighty Night Everyone!
Hey I feel like I should call you guys something instead of everyone that just sounds wrong. Maybe I'll dedicate the next chapter to you. Comment some names I should call you guys and I'll dedicate the next chapter to you/you's. I really like dedicating chapters to people it makes me happy I don't know why.
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