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Ross' POV
I haven't spoken to Laura in like 3 days, and I literally feel like dying.
I never knew she meant that much to me.
I don't get it. Did we break up?...I didn't break up with her, and she didn't break up with me......so, we're kinda still a couple.
Every time are eyes meet, she just turns away. It's like she doesn't want to see me.
I feel really bad for yelling at her the other day. Laura's actually a good person. Sure, she can be....a bit.....bitchy at times, but thats only when she's pissed.
Like the other day. She wasn't planning on humiliating Aili like that. She actually didn't want to do it anymore. She told me.
But the girls just pissed her off so much, that she couldn't hold it in anymore.
I could tell. And me yelling at her only made it worse.
Ryland: dude. Go to her house.
Why haven't I gone to her house yet?
Normally, I do.
You're probably thinking, why haven't I gone to apologize to Aili yet?
The thing about Aili is....I recently found out that she actually really likes me. And when I say really, I mean REALLY likes me.
She's not even mad at me for what I did to her anymore. She just wants me and her to get together.
NEVER. GOING. TO HAPPEN.
Ross: I'll talk to her tomorrow.
Ryland: no. You're going to chicken out, again.
Ross: I'm not. I'll talk to her.
Ryland: fine. But if you chicken out, it just gives her more time to get a new boyfriend.
.................
Next day.
I've been looking for Laura all day.
Right now, I'm on my way to forth period. And I have to find Laura before I bump into Aili. That girl has something wrong with her head. Doesn't she get it?-- oh no. Too late.
Aili: hey Ross!
And she walks over to me.
Doesn't this girl fucking get it?! I don't like her.
Ross: have you seen Laura?...I've been looking for her all day.
Aili: Laura?....last time I saw her was this morning.....I really wanted to rip her hair out.
Ross: yeah.....if you see her again, tell her I'm looking for her.
Aili: why her?....why would you actually want to be looking for her?
Ross:.....cause she's my girlfriend?
Aili: just think about Ross. There are so many girls here, that are BETTER than Laura. And I mean like...a lot.
Ross: yeah, well non of then are as perfect.
Aili: uh...you're looking right at me.
Ross: just tell her I'm looking for her.
Aili: why do you even like her?
Ross:...I really like her, though.
Aili: Ross, stop lying to yourself. Open you eyes, cause you aren't opening them properly.......she's fucking satan!
And you're fucking annoying!
I obviously did not say.
Ross: just tell me when you find Laura. I really need to talk to her.
Aili: fine. She's on her way to Physics class, which she's failing anyway.....how is she in group A, and I'm in B?
I just walk away before she can say anything else.
I know I'm kinda being mean, but Aili just needs to understand.
Miss. Beaker: Lynch. You're late.
I walk into the class and everyone's eyes are on me. Including Laura.
I just ignore the teacher, like I always do, and take seat next to Laura.
I'm not surprised at all when she turns away.
Ross: pst!...Laura!
I whisper yell. Trying to get her attention.
Either she didn't hear me, or she's ignoring me, as she continues copying the notes on the white board.
Ross: Laura.
I actually say this time, and looks at me.
Miss Beaker: I'm giving you your papers from last weeks test.
???: please don't call out the marks!
Miss Beaker: too bad!
Last weeks was really hard.
Miss Beaker: this is the top set, and I wasn't really happy with your grades.....most of them......okay, Brandon Avi. 98%
I swear to god, that boy has a dictionary in his head.
Miss beaker: Renny, 82%.....Jannis, 57%. Henry Denver, 79%.....Ross Lynch, 94%
Thank god.
Miss Beaker: Jane Harris, 43%. See me after class......Nick Jollie, 56%, Anna Fred, 54%.....Dove Cameron, 87%.....Jade Coleman, 82%....Raini Rodrguize, 78....Laura Marano, 52%...
Fuck. I heard Laura mutter.
Miss: Ryan, 76...and Lillian, 94.
Ross: why are you purposely failing?
Laura:.....who says I'm purposely failing?
Ross: Laura, you're really smart, but yet you don't pass tests....it's obvious.
Laura: I'm not.
Ross: yes you are. And you should stop. Your grades are more important than your reputation.
Laura:.....how can you tell?
Ross:....well....when we first met, you told me you weren't that smart, but yet you could answer all the questions in class, but never in the test.......it's obvious.
Laura:.....well.....I just don't want to be the person that gets the highest in the class. I don't want to be one of those nerds.
Ross: but everyone already knows your really smart.
Laura: Ross, leave me alone.
I can tell she's still mad at me...
Ross: you do know I'm sorry, right?
Laura: yeah.....
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Laura just left, and I'm on my way to her house.
I know she clearly doesn't want to see me, but I really have to make things right.
She's my girlfriend. We didn't really break up, and I know she doesn't want to because if she did, she would've broken up with me already.
Aili: Where are you going?
Not this girl again.
Ross: to my car
Aili: do want to go to Starbucks with me? I'm really craving.
Ross: yeah, well there's somewhere I need to go.
Aili: oh. That's fine. I'll just come with you.
She get in my car.....I never said she could come with me. Why would I take her to Laura's house.
Ross: just don't say anything when we get there.
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Aili: the billionaire's house!? Remind me again why I would want to come here?
Ross: hey. I never asked you to follow me.
Aili:....lets just go so you can take me home.
I knock on the door, and a while later, Clem answers it.
Clem: oh. It's you.
Ross: nice to see you too.
Clem: not so fast....you're not coming in just yet.......Kyle!!!
Ross: why?
Kyle comes over to the door, and glares at me.
Kyle: hey, pretty boy. What do you want?
Ross: why else would I be here?
Kyle: oh, I dont know. But you're not seeing Laura.
Ross: yeah. And I have blue hair.
I say, and I shove past him.
Kyle: do not go near her room.
Ross: I'd like to see you try and stop me.
I know where Laura's room is, so I just go straight upstairs there, and knock on the door.
Laura: Come in!!!
I open the door to find Laura sitting on her bed, with a guitar in her hand.
Laura: AHHH!!!
As soon as she sees me, she throws the guitar under her bed.
Laura: you didn't see that.
Ross:.....you play guitar?
???: oh my god!
Oh....I COMPLETELY forgot I brought here.
Laura: what are you doing in my house?
Aili: you play guitar?
Laura: n-no....I don't.
Ross: then, what's this?
I get the guitar out from under her bed.
Laura: so?......what's wrong with playing guitar?
Ross:....it's actually kinda cute.
Aili: not what the rest of the school's gonna think.
Laura: now, what's the real reason your here?
Ross: I just want to know why you're so pissed at me,
Laura:......you're the one that's pissed at me. You're the one that said you don't want anything to do with me anymore.
Ross:....I was just angry. I honestly didn't think when those word were flying out of my mouth.
Laura:........and why did you bring Aili here?
Aili: you know....Aili's standing right here?
Laura: and guess what. Laura doesn't care.
Aili: alright. No need to get all bitchy.
Laura: can you just....not talk, or get out?
Aili:...whatever.
Ross: and I just want things to get back to normal....because with the whole...ignoring thing, ST....it's actually kinda awkward and irritating.
Aili: of course things can go back to normal, Ross. We can back to the--
Ross: I was talking to Laura.
Aili:.....
Laura: I don't know. You kinda said you were gonna break up with me.......I honestly don't know why you would want to get back....I obviously do. I just don't know why you do.........like why?
Aili: exactly. Why?....she's fucking. satan.
Laura: and why wouldn't I? I'm just curious. Cause honestly.......I wouldn't date me.
Aili: I wouldn't date you either.
Laura: yeah, well no one would actually date you. So I'm okay.
Ross:......are you really gonna have to move to Washington?
Laura:....why?
Ross: cause....there's a really big chance that your dad is gonna be president.....everyone loves him.
Laura: no. We're not moving. My dad's architects are making an exact copy of The White House, right here in Cali. It's so awesome.
Ross: cmon!.....now I'm never gonna get to go into the real White House.
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End of POV
Rydel: what are you doing here?
Laura: can you not?......I don't like you being rude to me.
Rydel: you're rude to everyone.
Laura: you don't even know me, Rydel.
Rydel: I know you well enough to know that I don't like you.
Laura: funny fact. I don't like you either. (Shoves past her)
Ross: what are you doing here?
Laura: not you too.
Ross: what?
Laura: nothing....just Rydel. I don't get why she doesn't like me. I've never done anything to her-- I'm actually really nice to her, and I don't get it......why am I really nice to her?.....she's like a girl version you, and.......that's probably why.
Ross: whatever. Come sit down! (Pulls her onto his lap)
Laura: (wraps her arms around his neck) you know....it's your birthday soon.
Ross: no. Yours is first......and I already know what to get you.
Laura: what?
Ross: a new guitar. (Smirks)
Laura:.....kmt. (Throws a cushion T his face)
Ross: what? I swear to god. I have never seen white girl kiss her teeth.
Laura: well, now you just did.
Ross:........you know....in really bored--
Laura: no. I will not make out with you!
Ross: who said that's what I was gonna ask?
Laura: whatever........guess what?
Ross: what?
Laura: I'm older than you!
Rydel: Laura! Your rich daddy wants you home!
Laura: what?
Rydel: how the fuck can he do that? I was watching PLL on my TV in my room, and all of a sudden his face popped up......he wants you home where ever you are.
Laura: tell him I moved to Saudi Arabia.
Ross: let's go.
Laura: no. Whatever he wants to tell me, he can tell me later.
Rydel: if it wasn't important, his face wouldn't pop up on my damn tv screen!
Laura: trust me, it's not important.
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Clem: it's very important! Come home now!
Laura: Clem. Just tell me what it is.
Clem: the house is on fire!!!
Laura: WHAT!? My stuff are in there! Are they okay?
Rydel: are you serious?....you're asking is your stuff are okay, and not your family?
Laura: ugh! Just shut up, Rydel. (Hangs up the phone)
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Amie....