Author's notes: Okay, I won't be updating my other stories very often. I'm trying to focus on finishing this one! ~~Alex

Quotes of the Day:

Fucking bitch? FUCKING BITCH?! MORE LIKE ASSFACE-WHORE-FUCKING-BITCH! Haha, Do my nails look fat? LOLZZZZZZ YES they do, now go to hell. And why the heck do Drew and Kia still hang out with that fricking futile tomfool (google it). Oh, and kudos to Sierra. I wish I could be there to laugh my ass off when Adams gets his eyes gouged out by her *insert evil laugh here*- Longtime321

SIERRRA BETTER B A AWSUM N GOOD FRIEND N GO KICK SUM ADAM ASS THAT LITTLE FUCKING PUSSY PUNK EAVESDROPPER Y IS HE EVEN LISTENIN IN ON THEIR CONVO DIDNT HE ' MOVE ON' ' SHE LEFT HIM RIGHT' HE MOVED ON 2 A SLUTTY WHORE WHO IS A FUCKIN BITCH. IF I WAS SEIRRA I WULD SO B TAKIN THOSE GORGEOUS HEELS N HAMMERING HIS HEAD IN. THEN TAKE A PAIR OF JEANS OFF THE HANGER N START BEATIN HIM WITH THE HANGER TILL HE BEGS ME 2 STOP N I STILL WULDNT STOP THEN I GIVE RACHEL A HANGER N WE WILL BEAT HIS ASS 2GETHER THEN I WULD SAY ' UR 2 FUKIN PUSSY 2 TALK FACE 2 FACE U HAVE 2 FUCKIN HIDE IN A CLOTHES RACK U PUSSY HOE. THEN GRAB MORE HANGER N OFFER IF KIA N DREW WANNA JOIN IN THE BEATIN THEN I WULD BEAT HIM WITH MY PURSE BY THE END OF THE BEATIN HE WULD PROB HAVE 2 GO 2 THE HOSPITAL 2 GET A HANGER REMOVED FROMN HIS ASS THEN WE WULD SKIP OUT THE STORE N GO ON THE STREET N GRAB A BAT FRM A LIL BOY WHO JUS HAPPENS 2 JUS GOT OUT OF BASEBALL PRACTICE THEN COME BACK IN THE STORE N BEAT HIM SOME MORE STEP ON HIM BOUT 15 TIMES THEN SPIT ON HIM N GRAB RACHEL N GO BUT NOT B4 GIVING HIM THE FINGER N CALLING HIM A PUSSY COWARD -imavampirechickx3

HOLY FUDGE NUGGETS!!!!!!!! ADAM IS RIGHT THERE!!!! PPPPLLEEAASSSSEEEE UPLOAD SOON!!! -thatsnotmyname

Ha-ha. Fudge nuggets! I love it!

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"S, what are you doing...?" I said, confused. My question was answered when I turned around. Adam.

The air was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't breathe. I put my hand on my chest to steady my breathing. I felt like I was choking on jello.

How is this even possible? I'm in freaking Seattle now! Is he following me? I left Springfield, went to Hollywood, traveled, went to Boston, he was there. Now I move to Seattle and he's here, too?

I must have awful karma.

"You fucking bitch!" she said.

She threw her hand back and slapped him as hard as she could.

Here's the strange thing: he just took it.

Kia was there, and Drew too.

So Adam's slut look-alike S had seen was actually Adam's slut...

I wanted so bad to have the courage to do what S just did. But I just couldn't. I don't know why, I just couldn't.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you ass-wipe?" she screamed.

The whole store was staring, and of course Adam's slut had appeared too.

"Adamster, did she just slap you?" she said.

"Juliana, just go stand over there," Adam told her.

"No. This bitch is bothering you," she said obdurately.

Oh, no she didn't.

"Takes one to know one," I snapped.

All of them looked over at me, astonished.

"Yeah; I speak!" I told them.

"Listen, you twit. You will not speak of my best friend that way, unless you want those cheap hair extensions pulled out one by one. I don't care if you're "Adamster's" girlfriend, you don't see him calling her a bitch, which she is not!" I yelled.

The press are gonna go crazy for this fight.

"You're just mad because you know I'm better than you. That's why Adam chose me over you, duh. You look like my pet pig back in the day." she giggled.

"I may be fat, but you're ugly, and I can diet! I mean, ew... what's that deformed thing growing out of your neck...? Oh... it's your head."

Everyone in the store except Juliana laughed.

Juliana sent Adam a glare. Why would he laugh? He's on her side.

"Well, God made me pretty! What the hell happened to you?" she retorted.

"Girlfriend, you do not wanna go to comeback war with Rachel. Any kind of war, actually. She'll beat you to a pulp," Kia spoke up.

I looked over, surprised, and smiled gratefully at her.

She smiled back.

I turned back to Juliana.

"God made mountains, God made trees, God made you, but we all make mistakes," I smiled sweetly.

I lost track of where all the laughter was coming from.

Catfights are always amusing, I guess.

"Whatever! I stole your boyfriend, you slut!" she screamed.

I laughed. "I'm the slut?! You know, I'm trying to see things from your point of view, but I just can't get my head that far up my ass."

"That's not even possible! You can't fit your head up there!" she snapped.

Oh, good God.

"Everyone has the right to be stupid, but you abuse that privilege!"

"How is it a privilege?" she asked.

Dear God.

"Let me give you some advice: learn from your parents' mistake. Use birth control!" S told Juliana.

I laughed.

"Adamster, let's go!" she said.

"I'd like to leave you with one thought... but I'm not sure you have anywhere to put it! Well, here it is: Remember, Jesus loves you!" I said cheerfully.

She gave me an odd look.

"But everyone else thinks you're an idiot," S finished.

We smiled innocently, and then flicked Adam and Juliana off.

As we walked past them, desperate to get the hell out of there, I felt an arm on my shoulder.

Juliana had found a friend or something and was chatting animatedly with her, not paying the remotest attention.

They left, still most likely gossiping.

The arm on my shoulder belonged to Adam, and his touch sent a shiver down my spine.

"What the hell could you possibly want?" I snapped.

I'm surprised at myself. I can't believe I had the courage to say that to him.

"I just... I need to talk to you."

"And I need my sanity back. Am I complaining? No. You made it more than clear you didn't need nor want to talk to me a long time ago, so I have only this to say to you: A girl can kiss a guy; a bird can kiss a butterfly; the rising sun can kiss the grass; but you, my friend, yes you! You can KISS MY ASS!" I said to him, coldly.

I linked arms with Sierra, and we stomped away together, leaving a dumbfounded Adam in the dust.

Eat this, jackass.