Belle's POV:
Perrie hops in the drivers
seat, and me and Saige battle for the front passenger seat.
Well I won, and Saige is now in back.
BOO YEAH.
I turn on the radio and of
course us three's favorite song comes on.
We all give each other a
look, and break out into singing.
"I broke it off thinking
you'd be cryin'
Now I feel like shh looking
at you flyin'
I want you back
I want you back
Wa-want you, want you
back
UHHHHHHHHHHH"
We sang, defiantly
emphasizing the 'Uh' every time.
We soon arrived at the mall,
inside the pretty part of London. Me and Saige defiantly
did a bunch of 'ohhs and ahhs' coming into the
BEAUTIFUL London. There we shopped until we
dropped.
"Okay girls, now that we
had a fun day of shopping we're now going to go to my
flat and gossip." Perrie says eyeing
Saige.
I laugh to myself as Saige
shoots me glares. We are going to be talking about little
Saige's John John. Ugh I think I just threw up in my
mouth just THINKING that. John is a jerk. But Saige
doesn't see it. He is always rude to our parents,
ignores everyone around him, only cares about himself, and
he hurts Saige. Not like punching and stuff. But like
tazzing her sides until she is on the ground, throwing
Saige against the wall to "surprise her." I want
this kid out of her life. Like now.
YAY We're back at the
flat, time to convince Saige to dump that little jerk's
butt.
WE'RE WALKING TO THE
FLAT. SORRY FOR YELLING IN MY MIND BUT I HAVE HAD LITTLE
SUGAR TODAY. AND FOR SOME WEIRD REASON THIS MAKES ME
HYPER.
LALALLAALA MY MIND IS
EVERYWHERE.
NO SUGAR ISN'T
GOOD.
I NEED CANDY.
AND CHOCOLATE.
AND SOME MORE
CHOCOLATE.
LALALALLALAA.
Okay. Fine I'll get back
to what is happening.