Ozzy
Kingston😔
Hey Oz!👋
Ozzy
Listen Kingston we need to talk.....
Kingston😔
About?...
Ozzy
I know what you did to Richelle... and I don't think we can be friends anymore because, you don't know her like I do.. yet you keep hurting her, mentally and physically.... she can't dance for a while now... and it's partly your fault, we can't be friends, I can't be friends with someone who hurts my best friend.
Kingston😔
Fine whatever Ozzy. By the way, she deserves it for being so sassy and rude all the time...
Ozzy
No one understands...
Kingston😔
Understands what?
Ozzy
(You have been blocked by Ozzy Lombardi)
I sit down on my bed and sigh. Sometimes I just wish the world wasn't how it is. Can't they see Richelle is too pure for this world? She has a lot going on and-
My thoughts get cut off by my phone ringing. I look down to see Richelle's face on the screen. I answer it..
R- Hey Ozzy
O- Hey Richelle
R- Can you pick me and Izzy up from the beach
Wow they went all out on this day....
O- Sure
R- Thanks! Love you!
O- Love you too
I hang up the phone and head downstairs to get my keys and get into my car parked outside.
Me and Richelle are best friends. I protect her. I have too. She's just too pure for this damn evil world....
Honestly, I'm upset right now. So I blast Press by Nicki Minaj because Richelle and I are Barbz. Yeah I know it sounds girly but, what have I got.....
I get to the beach and see Richelle and Izzy under a tree sitting on a blanket.
"Come on guys." I say standing infront of them. I grab both their hands and pull them up. "You guys didn't get me any ice cream?" I ask.
"Oh, Richelle actually dropped her's so we got her a new one." Izzy said.
I walk with them back to my car and we drive to my house.
Richelle, Izzy, and I go into my room and we watch Clueless. It's one of our favorites. I order pizza and just as soon as Cher says "Calvin Klein" the door bell rings. I pause the movie and Richelle and Izzy groan.
I get the pizza from the delivery man downstairs and go back up the stairs. I place the pizza on the bed and almost immediately Richelle takes 4 pieces out the box.
"Well someone's hungry." I say jokingly.
Richelle looks at me like a lost puppy and just eats them all. Richelle, Richelle. We unpaused the movie and continued watching it.
Not that much later I looked down to see Richelle and Izzy sleeping. I smiled at my two most valued people in the world. Then I turned off the tv, and fell asleep with them.
Richelle
(Dream)
'Omg Noah.' I moan.
'Noaahh."
'Mmmpphh.'
He slides it out and I say,
'No Noah I want more give me more.'
'You sure.' He asks.
'Yeah.'
He slides it back in.
'Mmmpphhhhh!'
(Dream over)
Ozzy
What the hell did I just hear! Izzy and I woke up a while ago but Richelle is talking in her sleep now. I walk into my room and hear her moaning. Ewwwww!
Gross! She's dreaming about that?! Yuck!
Then I hear her say Noah's name. Wait a damn minute.....
EWWWW!!!! THIS NEEDS TO STOP!!! NOW!
I walk over to Richelle and shake her awake.
"Mmph" she groaned waking up.
"Richelle you were talking in your sleep."
"Really? What'd I say?" she asked.
"Omg Noah!! Mmpphhh! Ohhhhh! Yes Noah give me more give me more!" I said in a high pitched voice.
Her eyes widened then she blushed.
"It was disgusting!" I said.
"Sorry?" She responded.
"C'mon, while you and Noah were having fun in your dream.... Izzy and I made breakfast." I said.
"Ok." She said getting up.
We make our way downstairs to see Izzy Facetiming Heathcliff. Why does she even like him. Sure we have some history, and she can date who she wants, but.... him?....
Richelle takes a pancake and sits down at the kitchen island. She eats her food while we talk about random things.
****
I walk into the studio so I can help out with things Riley asked for again. The only one's in the studio who actually like me is Beth, Izzy, Ozzy, and the kids in baby ballet.
I love teaching baby ballet. They're always so exited to do it, meanwhile I'm drowning in my sorrows.
As I put my things in my cubby I hear a few scoffs and 'why is she still here' and 'she's so fat how do you dance without falling over'. Why am I still at this studio?
I walk into Studio J {not sure if that's a studio but also doesn't really matter right now} because that's where baby ballet is being held today.
"Ms. Richelle will be be doing turns today." Renegie asks. She's so adorable I love her so much. I give her a big smile and say, "Yes we're doing turns but first we're going to do something new also."
"Yay!" They all yell in excitement. I just smile. They're so adorable. Especially Jace and Renegie. They're like me and Noah were in baby ballet. I hope they don't end up like us....
Amy
Well, well, well... looks like little miss bitch left her bag inside of the of Studio A with, us.
Me and Henry and the rest of of A- Troupe other than Ozzy who is at Java Junction, and Noah who is in Studio B.
We search through her bag and find a bra and thong, like #embarrassing. We throw it on the floor and find a notebook. Well does little Richelle have a diary?
I open it and flip through the pages. I see an entry like this:
December 2, 2016
Ugh! Another fucking dream about Noah! I hate Noah. But I... love Noah. You know what...!
Pro's
Cute
Adorable
Sweet
Vulnerable
Hot
Ripped
Constant dreams about sex with him....
Con's
Slapped me
Aires me
Yells at me
Betrayed me
Hurt me
Left me.....
I wanna be with him soooooo bad! But he doesn't like me. Let alone as a friends. He fucking hates you. Everyone hates you. Your parents hate you. Damnit you have such a shitty life! All you have is Ozzy! You're so damn mean. But you have to be.....
How come everyone else is so... skinny then there's you fat and ugly and just you....
You have to keep your guard up or people will see you as weak and vulnerable. You can't cry. If you snap at people so be it.
You don't deserve to be loved Richelle just face it. You spent too many times in the restroom constantly cutting and cutting and cutting.....
I wanna go back to when people liked me. When I had a best friend. When I had someone who said they loved me. When I had my old life....
But that'll never happen.. So diary.... I'm going to go..... cut some more. If I pass out... who cares.... I wouldn't even care if I was dead at this point....
Wow.... that's tough.... she seems sad. Welp like she said no one cares! So the bitch needs to be taught a lesson. So we'll make her pay!
We take her diary and leave pick her bra and thong up off of the floor. We zip her bag back up and run to the the office space in Studio 1. We use the copier and copy all the pages in her diary. We stick them across the whole studio and put her bra and thong on the wall in the middle.
The bitch will learn....
{Amy is low-key recking my vibe. Like go die! Not to be mean but she's acting like a bitch. Kisses -Amora}