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-Eleanor-
We walked through the mall, talking casually.
"Telephone" by Lady Gaga played over the speakers,a nd immediately Brittany squealed over what Theodore was saying about the subject we were talking about previously, "Ooo! I love this song!"
Theodore sighed, and muttered, "That's okay, not like I was talking or anything..."
I'm fairly sure I'm the only one who heard him, though, because Jeanette said, "Oh, I hate Lady Gaga... she is just far too weird for my tastes."
Brittany looked offended. "Lady Gaga isn't weird! She's... she's an INSPIRATION."
Alvin nodded, and added, "She's a freaking legend. And we get to see her ass in like EVERY MUSIC VIDEO SHE MAKES."
Simon wrinkled his nose. "How tasteful of you, Alvin."
"Oh, Simon, you know you like Lady Gaga's ass," I said teasingly, hip-bumping him.
He laughed and shook his head.
Brittany hummed along ot the song. "God, she is just so amazing..."
Alvin nodded, while Simon and Jeanette both made faces and shook their heads.
"What do you think, Theodore?" I asked, prodding him, even though i knew the answer already.
He looked over. "About what?"
"Lady Gaga, do you lik eher or not?" i asked, raising my eyebrows, smiling wryly, thinking of our last conversation about this. I couldn't wait to see the others' faces.
"Oh," he said, nodding. He looked over at us, and admitted, "I love Lady Gaga!"
The entire group stopped and stared at him.
After a moment, Simon said, "You just lost all of the respect i had for you, Theodore Seville."
I laughed. "It shocked me too."
"What?" Theodore asked, looking annoyed.
"No offense, Theo, but you don't seem the type to like..." Alvin started, then saw the look on Theodore's face, and said, "You know what, forget it."
We walked in silence for a minute.

-Jeanette-
Suddenly, Brittany squealed. We stopped in front of a store, mainly becasue she stopped, and when she had stopped so suddenly Alvin had tried to keep walking. She had jerked Alvin backwards, and he let out a loud curse word, causing people to stare.
We stopped to see what Brittany was so excited about, and there it was. A big store that reeked of cologne. Pumping, bass-infused music pumped from the store, shaking the ground beneath our feet. The entire store was very dimly lit, and there was a huge, blown-up picture of a half-naked man just inside the entrance.
"Alvin," she whispered, "It's beautiful."
Alvin rose one eyebrow and said in a gruff tone, rubbing his shoulder, "It looks like a gay bar."
Simon, Theodore, and Eleanor all snickered.
Brittany smacked him on his apparently already-painful shoulder, which caused him to exclaim the same curse word again. "Alvin!" after a moment, she said to the rest of us, "Okay, we're going in."
With that, she grabbed Alvin and Eleanor (my grabbing Eleanor, she was also grabbing Theodore, seeing as he and Ellie were holding hands) and marched into the store.
When they dissappeared into the recesses of the store, Simon shook his head and remarked, "I'm glad we weren't standing directly to Brit's right when hse decided to go in. That could have been us instead of Eleanor and Theodore."
I laughed. "That's true. I don't want to go through that..." he nodded, and we were very quiet.
After a minute, he turned to me, holding out his hand, and asked, "Well, do you want to go to Starbucks before Brittany realizes she left us?"
I blushed, and nodded, taking his hand. "Of course."
We walked to Starbucks, hand in hand.

-Brittany-
I picked through a rack of jeans with light pink detailing on the pockets. It seemed they had these stupid, cute little jeans in every size but my own. I cursed under my breath, but was determined to get a pair of them anyway. i briskly picked a pair off the rack, and walked to the checkout counter.
The girl at the counter was tall, taller than me, with dark, dark brown hair and platinum-blond highlights. She had big hazel eyes an dwas wearing a lot of makeup. Her clothes were very cute, a pink and white polka-dot tank with a lacy white cami underneath, and a pair of... actually, the same jeans I had picked out. She was chatting away on what looked like an iPhone.
"Hey, Alvin, babe, call me back, okay? Like I said, I'm back, and you've been ignoring my calls sooooo... call me, babe, 'kay? Love ya bye." she hung up the phone.
I totally forgot why I had come to the counter. "Alvin"? "Babe"? Who was this girl? Surely it must have been another Alvin. Of course, Alvin isn't exactly a common name, but... still, it must have been. But what if it wasn't?
Another girl came behind the counter. "Talkin' to Mistah Seville?" she asked the one who had been on the phone.
I think my heart fell out my butt when the girl nodded and replied, "Yeah, i think he's pissed at me... I hate it when we fight..." and she turned around, seeming to finally notice me, and I saw her nametag.

SOPHI CALDWELL

It was that name-! The not-important girl mentioned in the food court... the description of a girl who looked like "a skinny clown"... and now she was leaving messages on Alvin's phone, calling him babe. I think I could have died. Right. There.
It all added up.
He was cheating on me.
"No, no, no," i thought. "You're jumping ot conclusions. You'll have to ask her how she knows him. He's not cheating on you. Maybe she's an ex or something... yeah, that's right..."
The girl leaned on teh counter, asking, "Can I help you, hon?"
I just stared at her. After a moment, i slowly said, "How do you know Alvin? Are you like... his ex or something?"
She blushed. "Oh, have you been standing here for that long? I'm sorry. Uh, I just know him, okay?"
"Are you his ex or something?" I asked again, demanding a response this time, leaning on the desk.
She shrugged. "Ex-girlfriend... girlfriend... it's complicated."
The girl behind her leaned over and said, "They've been dating for like months."
Sophi blushed. "Katie!"
So he was.
My assumptions were right.
I dropped the cute jeans, tears welling up in my eyes, and ran as fast as I could out of the store.