Fabian's POV

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How could she?

I loved her, I thought she loved me too.

"Hi fabes!" Joy smiled, sickly sweetly.

"Joy, I need to be alone right now!" I snapped.

"Fabes, don't be like that," she pouted, sitting right next to me.

"Please leave," I begged.

"Fabes, I love you," she whispered.

"JOY!" I shouted.

She pouted at me more.

"What?" she smiled innocently.

"You you you, h-h-h-have a b-b-b-boyf-f-f-friend!" I stuttered.

"We broke up, well, we are going to!" she smirked.

"Joy, I don't like you that way!" I shouted.

"WHY NOT FABIAN?" she shouted.

People gathered round to watch our fight.

"I AM GORGEOUS, NINA IS PLAIN, I HAVE KNOWN YOU FOR AGES, DON'T YOU REMEMBER?" she burst into tears, her makeup streaming.

"Joy, you have changed since you were kidnapped, you used to be sweet and kind and my best friend but now you are horrid!" I shouted back.

"I HATE YOU!" she shouted.

"What's going on?" Jerome asked, pushing through the crowds.

"Fabian tried to kiss me!" Joy lied, sobbing a little.

"No, Joy tried to kiss me!" I shouted.

"Fabians telling the truth," Amber admitted.

"We are over," Jerome shouted.

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Joy's POV

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Everyone hates me.

I am so horrid, Fabes is right.

I only dated Jerome to try to get my mind of Fabian.

I love him and he used to love me.

Until she came along.

Nobody understands.

Patricia used to but she isn't talking to me.

I got out my phone and called Patricia.

"Hello?" someone said.

"Patricia I am so sorry I am the most horrid person in the world, please forgive me," I gushed.

"Joy, I am hurt that you would confuse me for Yacker!" a cocky voice smirked.

"Where's Trixie?" I asked.

"Asleep, want me to wake her up?" he asked hopefully.

He is such a dork.

"She will hate me even more if I wake her up, I will talk to her tomorrow," I say.

I hang up.

I turn to see Amber smirking at me.

"You failed, Fabina are still together, go make friends with Mara who also failed in trying to break up Amfie!" she boasted, flicking her perfect hair.

I hate her right now.

She fluttered of.

"Do you hate her?" Mara came up to me and asked.

I nodded.

"Me too, want to get revenge on her?" Mara asked.

"Yeah," I grinned.