Revenge is best served blonde Prt. 2
Part 2. I ran into the house. My head flooded with idea’s and worries. I reread my message as I passed the living room. My mom was laying on the couch and slurred a “hello” to me as I passed by. I honestly don’t even remember if I said anything in return, I just kept walking down the hall and into my room. My phone buzzed again and my heart jumped into my throat. I looked but it was only Sara. I couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed. Which was weird, all I could think about was what to say to Ali. Do I say it was for her sister? Shit I said she was hot, does she think its meant for her? No she couldn’t she has to know it was for Sara. Feeling …