SHELLY'S POV
You've gotta be kidding me right now. Why do these girls have to be here right now? They ruin my life.
"Hello, Bridgette." I faked that bitch a smile.
"How are you doing?" Her clique circled around me.
"Like you care." I spat throwing my towel into the garbage.
"Now, Michelle. No need for that. I do care." She tried looking innocent and the girls snickered.
"Bridgette, don't pretend, ok? I know all the shit your capable and I don't give a shit about what you have to say, so stop trying because it's getting old, just like your coupons for CVS makeup."
I pushed past her and the other girls and walked out of the bathroom. Selena was looking at her phone when I sat down. Her beautiful brown eyes looked up at me. She looked worried.
"What's wrong?"
"Hate." She answers bluntly.
"Oh I'm sorry."
"It's cool. In used to it, I guess."
"Oh." I'll tell her about what happened in the bathroom later.
"You were in there a while, everything ok? Do you have a tummy ache? Are you on your period?" She whispered the last two things.
"NO!" I giggled and I gave her a look.
"You are?" She raised her voice.
"No." I hissed. She giggled and started slicing her chicken.
"So, you were gonna say something earlier, what was it?" She asked placing the chicken in her mouth.
"Oh, yeah. You know how I end school on Tuesday?" She nodded outing another piece in her mouth.
"Well, I signed up to be in a talent show at school on Monday."
"Wow! That's great!" She smiled and took a sip of her drink.
"Yeah, I got a ticket for you."
"Oh, thanks." She said looking down.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know if I can come."
"Oh."
"I'm sorry. I'll try my hardest to get there, I promise."
"It's ok." I said eating my food. The rest of the evening we just say in silence, a good silence, though.
"You ready to go?" I nodded and she called the waitress over.
"Here you go Selena, it was so nice meeting you, hopefully I can see you again and maybe we could hang out!" She said super fast and Selena just nodded and walked past her. I was outside waiting for her.
"Let's go." I took her hand and we got in the car.
SELENA'S POV
I really wanna come see her in the talent show on Monday, but I don't know if I could come. I mean, of course I want to come, but I need to finish my album. I'm very proud of it. So far, it's my 3rd one! I glanced at her. She had headphones in and she was singing along:
And never let you forget it, yeah I-
"Hey!" I nearly yelled to get her attention.
"What?" She pulled her headphones out and looked at me, clearly annoyed.
"Whatcha doing?"
"Practicing." She answered and put then back in. I shrugged and we finally got home.
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"Shel, do you wanna talk about anything?" I asked standing in the doorframe of her room.
"Yeah. Something happened at dinner."
"What happened?" I sat down on her bed.
"I was in the bathroom long because I ran into Bridgette and her skanks. Basically, she was being a bitch and I was like: 'I don't give a shit about what you have to say it's getting old, just like your coupons for CVS makeup.'"
"Oh! Burn!" I laughed and we did our handshake.
"Yeah, it was awesome."
"Yeah, I bet it was. Ok, get some sleep, it's late." I said getting up.
"Ok." She answer snuggling into her blankets.
"Goodnight." I kissed her forehead and walked to the door.
"Night." She whispered.
"Oh and mush?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't use that language around me." I said and shut the door. I heard her giggle.
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Do you guys think Sel will come? Or nah? Sorry I had to do that.
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Selena's Sister
FanfictionI'm Michelle, Selena Gomez's little sister. She's always there for me and I'm always there for her. What's it like being the pop stars' sister? Here's my journey.