The Great Escape of the Past

"Hey Rachel, can we talk over there for a second." I said pointing across the room. "Yeah, sure anything for you." Rachel responded. Damn, I never realised how much of a bitch she is. We got across the room and I could see everyone starting at us. "So what did you want to talk about it? Oh my God, are going to propose? Oh my God, you are aren't you? Yes! A million times yes!"

"What the fuck are you taking about?" I'm so confused right now and honestly I wanna bitch slap her. I cringed and rolled my eyes.

"Come on, don't play around. Where's the ring? I know you have it."

"Again. What are you talking about?"

"Stop playing. Just give me my ring and we can head back to everyone." That's when I looked over at the guys. They were angry, confused, and shocked.

"Rachel, I'm breaking up with you. Not asking you to marry me." That's when she snapped.

"What are you saying? I mean you can't break up with me. It's that slut Amber, isn't it? Don't answer that, because I knew it."

"What are you taking about? Amber is my friend not my 'slut'. So I'm breaking up with you, accept it." That's when I sassily walked away.

"What happened? She looked happy, then furious, and then shocked. Best reactions ever, by the way. Is she out of our lives?" Mike asked.

"First she thought I was asking her to marry me. Then I said I was breaking up with her. Then I talked back to her being very sassy and walked away very sassy also." I chuckled just thinking about it.

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