“I’m Miley,” she said.
“I know, it’s a pleasure, really!” I said. “I’m not in a good mood, sorry,” I said. Miley frowned.
“Well, nice to meet you, anyway,” said Miley. She got up and walked over to Nick. She started kissing him and I felt tears come to my eyes again. I bit to stop myself from crying, but, it didn’t work. It just made tears come rolling down my cheeks a dozen at a time. I ran into the bathroom and sat down on the floor.
“Jessica?” said Lauren. “Are you okay?”
I didn’t answer, I just sat there.
“Hey, why don’t you guys stay and hang for a while?” I heard Lauren ask.
“No, thanks,” said Miley. “I have to get home by 11:00 and I don’t want to be around moody brats,” she said. My jaw dropped and I felt a knot in my stomach. I thought Miley was Miss Goody Goody? How could she call me a brat for being in a bad mood? More tears just streamed down my face.
“Hey!” said Nick. He seemed to raised his voice. Was he going to stand up for me?
“Looks like your in a bad mood yourself!” he said. Wow.