The Big Move
Chapter 11
Sierra's P.O.V.
Dylan's face
immediately went pale white as if he had seen a ghost.
He was looking guiltier and guiltier by the second.
"S-Sierra, where d-did you get t-that i-idea?" he
stuttered, thinking his mind off for a good answer.
"I don't know, why dont you tell me?" I
muttered.
"What is that supposed to mean?" he questioned, getting
offended.
"It means that I saw you with that Cherrie girl smooching at
that cafe near the campus!" I screeched, causing other
couples to stare at us.
"Maybe you were seeing things, because that certainly
wasn't me!" he exclaimed, looking extremely
uncomfortable now that I've confronted him.
"No, don't try to deny it, because I know it was
you." I snarled, as he scooted away a bit.
"Okay, I'm s-sorry, can you e-ever forgive me?" he
whispered.
I wanted to laugh so hard.
"No, because you betrayed me and had me fall for you."
I retorted softly as I got up and ran to the end of the park,
where I heard him yelling my name and chasing after me.
I saw a glossy black car, and I hopped inside as Angie was the
driver.
"You did it?" she asked cheerfully.
"Yeah, now go go! He's a fast runner!" I yelled,
breathing heavily as Angie drove away quickly, just as Dylan was
about to touch the car door handle.
"I'm so proud of you! He's going to beg for you
back, just watch." Angie screamed of happiness, blasting the
radio to We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together.
Angie sang loud and proud, as I remained quiet, thinking.
I felt good that I slammed him, but three words he had said were
still in my mind.
I love you.
I was sure that I was almost going to say it back.
But I couldn't possibly feel the way.
I've never said it before, nor have I ever felt the urge to
say it to any of my boyfriends.
Ugh, "love" was complicated.
Angie's
P.O.V.
Oh yes, I knew that Sierra would come through for me!
I sang melodiously as I drove speedily back to the campus, before
Dylan could try to meet her in front of the door of our dorm.
While driving, I noticed Sierra wasn't singing along and was
in deep thought.
Did she actually feel bad for him?
I mean I gotta admit, Dylan was smoking hot, with his luscious
hair and his dark eyes that sparkled like diamonds.
Plus, I was seriously jealous when I found out Sierra's date
was Dylan.
Who wouldn't ask out Sierra, she's beautiful with a kind
personality, not to mention they're both from North or South
Dadotta, or whatever.
But, it was time for Dylan to realize who he really belonged
with.
Me.
Praying for all of you in Connecticut. <3
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gmarie · 1 decade ago
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Ooooooooh Angie's being a bit of a (insert mean name not allowed by witty here) now isn't she?