<Jess POV>
I walked back into the living room and said my goodbyes to my family before the A twins and I left to a cute little coffee shop on the high street called Madam Puttifoots, we were meeting Caleb's other girl here. We walked in and had to resist the strong urge to hurl, everything was a shade of pink! We had to close our eyes in order to retain the usage of or eyes. It was horrific!
We were guided to a table for six as it was the only one available and we asked the waitress to guide the other girl to us when she asks for Jessica. The waitress, a nice lady called Mia, nodded and eventually led three girls over to us.
"Hi! I'm Evelyn, we spoke over the phone?" The girl in the middle stated, I nodded.
"I'm Jessica, and who are they?"
"Oh! This is girlfriend 3, Aurora, and this is girlfriend 4, Isla." Evelyn replied.
My eyes widened, "Welcome ladies, now, what are we going to do?"
"I say we all ghost him while we all become good friends." Isla suggested in a small voice.
"That was a given Hun," I said in a soft sort of voice, "I say we wreak his car." everyone nodded, I turned to the A twins, "That is legal right?" They both nodded so we set off.
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We were in the middle of trashing Caleb's car when inspiration struck! I quickly pulled out my phone to write down the lyrics as they came to me, humming a melody under my breathe. Soon I had the basis of a song. After we finished with the car, I rushed to a recording studio and recorded 'Before He Cheats'.
Right now, he's probably slow dancin'
With a bleached-blond tramp and she's probably gettin' frisky
Right now, he's probably buyin' her some fruity little drink
'Cause she can't shoot whiskey
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick
Showin' her how to shoot a combo
And he don't know
I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Right now, she's probably up singing some
White-trash version of Shania karaoke
Right now, she's probably sayin' "I'm drunk"
And he's a-thinkin' that he's gonna get lucky
Right now, he's probably dabbin' on
Three dollars worth of that bathroom Polo
Oh, and he don't know
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
I might have saved a little trouble for the next girl
A-'cause the next time that he cheats
Oh, you know it won't be on me
No, not on me
'Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up four-wheel drive
Carved my name into his leather seats
I took a Louisville slugger to both headlights
I slashed a hole in all four tires
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh, maybe next time he'll think before he cheats
Oh, before he cheats
Oh-oh
I smirked as I hit send to all the major radio stations and streaming services. He will never be respected again.
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Too Many Brothers
Teen FictionAfter her father remarries leaving he with more brothers than she can count, Jessica De Van has only one wish - to make it in the music world. And who knows, maybe brothers can be good for some things?
