(Undergoing some much needed editing!)
Sasha Williams is NOT your stereotypical rich girl who struts about the hallways with Louboutins.
All she wants, this final year, is to stay with her best friends, binge-watch movies, be the best wing woman a...
A/N: This chapter kicks off with the part-lyrics of one of my absolute favourite songs, Disaster by Conan Gray. Check out the full song( link attached above 👆)! Enjoy reading this chapter!
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One whole week later
lose my mind
Is it purely platonic to call me, like, every night?
You know Ashley believes that there's somethin' between you and I
But if I'm readin' it wrong, man, it'd be better off if I died, oh
And if you're readin' the text all night long
This could be a disaster, there's so many factors
Like, what if you freak out and then we're losin' it all
At the critical chapter where I say, "I love you"
And you don't say it after
This could be a disaster, I'm pedaling backwards
By saying that I'm drunk, I really shouldn't have called
I'm a little bit plastered, you call me a liar
Now I'm fallin' in faster
This could be a disaster
disaster
(Oh) disaster
Maybe I'm mistaken (oh)
You're not mine for takin' (oh)
Maybe I'm mistaken
Maybe I just made it up, messed it up
"That was awesome!!" I shout at the top of my lungs as we finish singing.
It's been a whole week of school which involved a lot of homework, Willow and I working our asses off for our English Lit. essay, and the normal boring school crap.
The only thing that made the day so much better was the carpooling and lunch, of course.
It's funny how much I have learned about the guys after knowing them for only about a week.
They have much better music tastes than Anne and Sam, but I'm never going to say that to them.
Matt, to my utter and complete shock, knows the lyrics to every single song on my playlist.
