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Okay, so we're still in Gwen's POV. I hope you enjoy!
"What?" I asked with a laugh. There was no way that Trent was Guitar Boy.
"You moved here freshman year, though." Bridgette pointed out in a calm voice. However, I could still hear the distress in her words.
"My Grandmother's lived here my entire life!" He yelled back.
"Explains why we never saw him in school." Duncan pointed out nonchalantly.
"Trent…" I said nervously. He was silent as he picked up his backpack and coffee.
"Where are you going?" Bridgette asked, now letting her panic show in her voice. He still didn't say anything. Instead, he got up and stared at us once more before turning back to me.
"Um…we're over?" Trent stated as a question.
"Trent, TRENT!" I yelled at his back. He didn't turn around. Instead, he waved for a moment before making his way towards the mall's exit.
"Dudes, what just happened?" Geoff asked as he placed his hand on Bridgette's shaky one.
"We used to torture Trent." Bridgette explained.
"And he just broke up with me because of it!" I said. I could feel a lump in my throat and soon enough, tears began to form in my eyes.
"Okay!" Duncan said, standing up. "Looks like Guitar Boy's in for another beat down." Duncan said as he balled his hands into fists. Geoff looked longingly at Bridgette, who was sobbing just as hard as me.
"I'm in, Dude." Geoff said, letting go of Bridgette's hand.
"Oh, oh, can I go, too?" Izzy asked excitedly.
"Why do you want to go?" Duncan asked as he tossed his empty cup in the trashcan.
"Bridgette and Gwen are my friends, too. Oh, oh, and I like to beat people up. Hahaha!" Izzy said, rubbing her palms together. Duncan simply shrugged and began to walk away with Geoff.
"Guys!" Bridgette whined,
"You c-c-can't." I stuttered, wiping my face with a napkin.
"Gwen, this loser made you cry. There's no way he's getting away with that." He said before he turned around.
"B-but you've only been here for a day." Bridgette added.
"I haven't!" Geoff interjected.
"Well you sh-shouldn't be going, either-r." She scolded.
"I'm with the vandal on this one, Bridge." Geoff said, using his thumb to point to Duncan.
"Maybe you're not so bad after all, party boy." Duncan said to his new friend. Geoff smiled and they did some weird handshake that they apparently had no practice at, yet pulled off perfectly. Boys.
"We'll be right back." Duncan assured me before walking away with Geoff. Izzy was with us and decided to try and cheer us up.
"Hey, did you guys know I can stick to ceilings?" Izzy asked excitedly. "Cause I can, see?" She asked. Sure enough, she ran up the nearby wall and made an attempt at sticking to the ceiling.
"You've got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed with a small laugh. Right after I said that, Izzy came flying off of the ceiling and landed smack dab in the middle of our round table. Our coffee went flying, splattering all over ourselves and fellow patrons. Bridgette and I were hysterical until we realized that we had some explaining to do. Rather than explain, however, the three of grabbed our stuff and exited the food court as fast as possible. Once we got out, we started laughing hysterically.
"Wow, Izzy!" Bridgette said happily.
"That was all to funny!" I finished.
"I know. I don't know why it didn't work this time." Izzy said as she walked out of the mall with us. The three of us shared a laugh for a minute.
"You guys want to come to my house?" I asked my two closest female friends.
"Sure. I'll text Geoff and tell him and Duncan to come over when they finished beating up Trent." Bridgette said with a laugh as she whipped out her phone.
"Oh, oh, can I use it when you're done?" Izzy asked, pointing at the phone, I want to call Owen and ask if he can come, too." Izzy said excitedly. Owen was a close friend of mine, too. The guy's huge. But, he's nice and jolly and caring. He's also Izzy's current boyfriend.
"Here." Bridgette said as she handed Izzy her cell phone. We began walking to my house, which was close by.
"Okay, okay, Owen said he should be there when we get there." Izzy said after she gave the phone back to Bridgette. There was a comfortable silence between the three of us until we got to my house. Owen was sitting on my front porch step having a conversation with my mother. I heard a bit of it before Izzy cracked our string of silence.
"I ended up winning because all of the other contestants dropped out." He said with a smile on his face.
"Hey, Big O!" Izzy screamed before running into his arms.
"Hi Izzy!" Owen said with a smile.
"Izzy, good to see you." My Mom said with a smile. Then she noticed Bridgette and I walk up the steps.
"Hey Gwen, Hey Bridge." My Mother said with a nod. Bridgette might as well live at my house. Her clothes took up half of my closet and she slept there most nights. Izzy stayed here a lot, too. She had a drawer in my room and she was here pretty much every weekend.
"Hey." She and I said in unison.
"How was school?" My mom asked us.
"Duncan." we said at the same time.
"Honey, you haven't said his name in three and a half years." My mother said with a frown, "Is he okay?" She then asked.
"He's back." I answered.
"Really? Oh, how nice!" She said enthusiastically.
"I thought you hated him." I pointed out.
"No, not me, your father. Now, HE hated him." My mom said. My mom dad divorced when I was ten. I haven't talked to him since, but I do know now he's living somewhere in the US.
"Well, that's good." I muttered with a nod.
"I'll get you all some sodas." Mom said, getting up from her chair.
"Thank you!" Owen said to my mom's retreating back.
The four of us sat there talking and laughing for about ten minutes, until Bridgette did something strange.
"So, I go to return the board and they guy's like…" She then opened her mouth and continued looking straight ahead.
"Uh, are you okay?" Owen asked. She continued to stare at the front yard of my house until she muttered "Oh. My. Gosh"
What did Bridgette see? Find out in the next chapter. Please review! :)