Love and Hate

|| Adaline’s P.O.V. ||


Kari’s getting mean now, so I’m taking over.

First of all, we all know that Quinn’s alive and how his band is doing- and really three of them aren’t so bad. Dan though… I guess if we had to have someone to blame, it would be his fault.

“Come on, Kay May! My mom said that I can’t go unless all four of us go! Please, I really want to see him. He is the one, Kari!” Felicia was whining to Kari, and from the looks of it, she was going to loose. Kari has a temper problem.

Kari groaned, pulling at her too long hair, “Ugh, no Felicia! He is always, the one, and I really, really don’t care!”

“Kari…” I interrupted, “It’s just a small thing. A few guys, a few girls. We hang out, with each other. An hour. Two tops. It’ll be fun.” I smiled at out stubborn friend, coaxing her into it. And I could tell I was winning now. When you live with someone for years on end, you pretty much know them like the back of your hand.

And it helps that Kari doesn’t hate me like she does Felicia. Well, she doesn’t hate Felicia… but still.

Kari sighed and fell back against the couch, letting her hands fall to the cushions at her sides and it was official that I won. “Fine. We’re going.” She mumbled.

Felicia squealed and smiled. “Oh my god, Kari! Thank you!” She squealed again.

Change clothes and we were all on our ways to meet the boys we would soon learn to both love and hate.

We all dressed our part. I wore my orange long sleeved shirt with yellow, green, blue, and pink dots on it, the same kind of pink that was in my hair. It was really cute. Then my purple and black shirt with my strappy stiletto heals made the whole thing perfect.

Kari was totally herself. Black pants, plaid blue and red mini, then her green and blue stripped top. All of her silver studs showed perfectly against her pale skin.

Rozelyn could be Kari’s twin. Kinda. She has half the piercings, half the dramatized hair, and half as much make-up. Her clothes were a lot like Kari’s, black and grey shirt, black pants, and purple skirt. The main difference, she’s about double Kari’s height. Kidding! She is the tallest, and Kari is the shortest, but double is an over exaggeration.

Felicia has a style all her own, she’s prefers the fishnet stockings and shirt with a red leather mini skirt, white tank, and hooker boots. Felicia is more of the skin showing type where the rest of us… aren’t.

“Oh thank you guys! You’re my hero’s!” She jumped out of the car, “Oh god! There’s Dan! I’ll catch up with you guys later!” All of us weren’t even out of the car before Felicia ran off with Dan.

Well, at least I could keep my word true for the most part.