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A/N: a third update because my drafts gettin outta control at this point lmao I keep writing

I feel like I'm updating too much but 🤷🏽‍♀️

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Dahlia's outfit:

Cora's outfit:

Billie's outfit:

Dahlia's POV

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"Aw, look at all three of my adorable little delinquents skipping school, but for good reasons!" My dad snapped a few pictures of us and I rolled my eyes as I tapped my foot. Everyone else is already outside waiting, and I'm not gonna hear the end of it from Cadence if I'm the reason we're late to our Valentine's Day breakfast.

Cora and Denver decided to spend the first half of the day together doing their own Valentine's day activities. I think it's sweet, and so does dad. Cora and Liza are gonna join the group later on in the day.

"Dad, please, come on—"

"You three look so good!" He cut Denver off. He took a few more pictures of us before sighing and stepping forward to hug us all. "Okay, okay. You guys go on, have fun, be safe, all that shit. Don't come back home until at least past ten. I've got a date with Josephine."

Ew. Yay. But ew.

He practically pushed us out of the door after we all made sure we had everything. I said bye to Cora and Denver before jogging toward the...Dare I say, party bus, that Cadence borrowed from one of her cousins for the day.

The inside of it is decorated with a white, fuzzy carpet and a whole lot of Valentine's Day decorations. There are two 'couches', one on each side of the bus.

The only seat left open was the one beside Billie, and I'm not even shocked. I slowly walked over and sat beside her, smiling shyly.

I feel weird being dressed like this at eight o'clock in the morning. My outfit is definitely more of a nighttime ordeal, but I've got my favorite black denim jacket on to cover it up for now, though. And hey, I look cute. I even braided my hair!

"Hi," I nod at Billie. I try to discreetly look her over, but my mouth flies open once I realize just how nice she looks. It's a pretty simple outfit, I guess, but it's really cute. Especially on her. "Wow, you look great!"

"Thanks," She blushed. "You look amazing too..." She bit her lip as her eyes drifted downward and she stared at my legs for a few moments before turning to look the other way. I did the same, crossing my legs and trying to cover them with my jacket, but it really wasn't long enough for that.

Besides, I didn't really wanna cover them anyway. I mean, I don't wanna make this awkward and I don't want her to think I'm trying to impress her or that I'm desperate to get her attention or whatever, but...I don't know. I did wanna look nice for her. Even though since we're not together anymore, I guess I'm not supposed to be doing anything for her, especially not trying to make her attracted to me.

I don't want her to look at me at all, on the one hand. I just wish I could be invisible to her. I don't want her to pay me any attention, cause every time her eyes are on me I get a huge rush of emotions. Embarrassment because I always end up doing something that makes me look stupid. Sadness because we're not together anymore and things are so different between us...Lust. For obvious reasons, and I really do hate that one.

But then, on the other hand, I do want her to look at me. And no one else. I wish I could have her hands on me again. I wish she'd call me 'baby' again and flirt with me and make a shit ton of sexual innuendos. I wish she'd reach over and grab my thigh, and let her hand creep up further and further until I smack it away. Cause I know if we were still together that's exactly what she'd be doing right now. I wish I could reach over and grab her hand. I wish we were cracking jokes right now. I wish I never laid a hand on my mom. I wish that stupid argument never happened.

I wish I could stop thinking about this dumb shit and toughen the fuck up.

Billie and I are over, and that's that on that. She probably doesn't even want me anymore, so I need to get a grip and get over it. This is my very first breakup, so I guess I'm allowed to feel bad about it for a while, but still. I never thought I'd be the type to get hung up on one person anyway. Never thought it'd be hard for me to get over someone if I was with them one day and then the next I wasn't.

I always figured I'd be tough and strong and that I'd bounce right back from a breakup. Now I'm actually going through it and that hasn't been the case so far, but I can change that.

I'm gonna get over Billie. There's no sense in me being hung up over her. She's probably already moved on with someone else.

I sighed a little as I thought about that.

"Your face is bumming me out."

Caden was on the other side of me, and I'd barely even noticed him as I was talking to and thinking about Billie. I was probably staring directly at him the whole time I was lost in my thoughts.

"Cadence and I say the same thing about yours all the time." I smirked. He narrowed his eyes and shook his head at me before holding up a finger and then taking out his phone.

I watched as he began typing away, and pulled my own phone out of my purse as I knew he was probably texting me. The message popped up just a minute later.

Caden:

Stop being so sad. There's no reason. You need to just talk to Billie and I'm sure you guys will make up and get back together by the end of the day! You're gonna be around each other a lot so there's no way you won't get to have that conversation. All you have to do is tell her how you feel.

I rolled my eyes at him as I began typing out my response.

D: Who even said that I want her back?

Caden:

STOP 🛑

FUCKING 🖕🏻

LYING 👄

BITCH 🐕

Caden:

Your problem is that you refuse to tell people how u feel. It's as simple as tapping on her shoulder and saying 'hey, I want u back' and then boom you're back together. She'd take you back you little slut all you have to do is ask

D: Leave me alone.

D: Bummy whore.

He kept typing but I put my phone back in my purse and then turned my body to face Billie again. He grumbled to himself and I grinned as I heard all the insults he called me under his breath.

"So, what are you looking forward to today?" Billie glanced at me before playing with her rings once again. I guess since everyone else on the bus was talking, she wanted to start up a conversation too. I'm kinda glad. Glad that she wants to still talk to me, I mean. That's a good sign.

"Well, I can't wait for the chocolate tasting, but I also can't wait to go dancing."

"Oh, do you like to dance?" She raised a brow.

"Not at all. I just can't wait to see Cora's competitive ass work up a sweat trying to prove to everybody that she's the best dancer there. I also can't wait to see the twins do their updated and perfected version of Ross and Monica's dance." I smirked.

"Who are Ross and Monica?" She tilted her head.

My mouth fell open as I stared at her, and she laughed and asked me 'what?'

"You don't—Have you never seen 'friends' before?"

"Oh, 'friends'. Cadence mentioned, ugh...Phoebe and Mike? She mentioned their wedding when we were on our way back from the cabin trip...Yeah, I've never seen it."

"Billie fucking Eilish Pirate Baird O'Connell!" I screeched.

"Dahlia Jane Delilah Doe," She smirked. "You used my full name, so it must be serious."

"Damn right it is! How've you never seen 'friends'?! It's only one of the most iconic shows on the planet!"

"I don't know, a lot of people seem to think it's really basic." She shrugged.

"A lot of people are stupid! And those same people seem to dislike 'the office' too." I raised a brow and watched as she sat up straighter in her seat.

"Oh, I see," She said seriously, making me laugh at her funny voice. "I guess I should give 'friends' a shot then, huh?"

"Definitely!"

"Well, I can't watch it by myself. I mean, I need a seasoned veteran who's seen the show to watch it with me...So, I guess you'll be coming over to my house sometime soon?"

I was silent for a moment, my smile slowly falling as I thought about what she said, but it quickly came back as I nodded slowly. "I guess I'll take some time out of my busy schedule and watch it with you." I giggled.

"Gee, thanks, babe." She rolled her eyes. "Prep me right now. What are the characters like?"

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We got to the old building that used to be a mall, went to a nice room with lots of beautifully decorated tables and had a big, fancy Valentine's day breakfast with lots of fruits, sweets, and other yummy shit, then we went to the next room to start the scavenger hunt. It lasted about two hours and it was honestly really fun!

Then we did the chocolate testing, which I already know will probably be Caden's favorite part of the night. He ate like twenty pounds of chocolate. I can't even blame him, though, it was really good. We had chocolate from different parts of the world. Some of it was super simple looking, some of it was hella fancy, and it was all delicious.

Now, after all of that, here we are at Karaoke slash game night, which is actually game 'evening' because it's only like four o'clock.

I finally took my jacket off, lying it on the back of the chair before climbing up to sit down. They've got these really tall tables and chairs set up and, of course, the room is decorated with all sorts of heart balloons and roses and shit. It's really cute!

Everyone sat down at our large table and we all chattered amongst ourselves as we waited for them to pass out our bingo cards.

Yes, us teenagers are playing bingo, and yes, it will be a shit ton of fun. Especially when I win.

Soon enough they had handed everyone who wanted to play their cards and chips, and we began the game.

Karaoke was happening on the other side of the huge room, and I kept laughing at how horrendous everyone who went up to sing sounded. Not that I should be. I'm sure I'd sound a billion times worse.

"Yikes, she's called out seven numbers and you've still only got the free space spot covered," Billie winced, pretending to be sad for me. She'd had all seven of the numbers the bingo lady had called out, but they were scattered around and she wasn't even close to getting a bingo. I glared at her and pointed an accusing finger. "It's you and your damn witchcraft again. Don't brag. I'll overcome."

She laughed loudly and shook her head at me before looking down at her card again. I smiled softly and stared at her for a few more moments before looking back down at my own card.

An hour later we'd played who knows how many games. Everyone at my table had won one besides me and I was pouting as everyone headed over to the karaoke area. Billie patted my back and smirked at me as she handed me the pen she'd won after getting her bingo.

"You can have this if it'll make you feel better." She snickered.

"I don't need your pity pen." I grumbled before hopping off of my chair.

"Do you want to go up there and do a duet with me?" She asked. I laughed loudly, thinking that she was joking, but then I noticed she looked serious.

"N-No. No! I can't sing worth a damn and—"

"That's a lie, you don't sound the worst! Please," She drew the word out for as long as she could before having to stop and take a breath. "I've always wanted to do karaoke!"

"I don't even know what song—"

"It's always been my dream to perform a victorious song on a karaoke stage!" She cut me off quickly. I smirked as I watched her blush right after. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't always thought about that myself.

"'Freak the freak out' or 'take a hint'?" I asked.

"Damn, that's a hard one." She muttered.

"We're doing 'take a hint' and you can't stop us!" Bea shouted as she ran past us, dragging Kai along.

"Well, I guess it's been decided." I smirked.

Am I nervous to get up and sing in front of all these people? Yes. But I don't know most of them and I won't see most of them again after today, so fuck it. I'm gonna sing my little heart out.

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"The best part was when you were jumping and you almost fell off the stage." I cackled, slapping Billie's chest with the back of my hand as we walked toward the dance room. "The look on your face was incredible! I know you saw your whole life flash before your eyes. And that little shriek you let out—"

She sent me an unamused look as I burst into another fit of laughter after calming down the first time. "How did you manage to hear that or anything else over the sound of all your voice cracks?" She grinned as I stopped laughing almost immediately and glared at her. Now it was her turn to laugh and laugh she did.

"FrEaK tHe FreAK oUt!" She mocked.

"Not all of us can sound like angels when we sing, you bitch." I grumbled.

"Well, not everyone sounds like a demon from hell either, but you sure did." She cackled again. I rolled my eyes and flipped her off. That's the last time I let her convince me to do something I know I'm bad at.

When we stepped inside the dance room, I let out a small gasp. The music was blaring, there were neon and fluorescent lights shining down on everyone, and the place looked...Magical.

"I can't wait to twerk on a bitch!" Bea cheered as she pushed past us once again. I grabbed Billie's wrist and followed her quickly.

When Cadence mentioned dancing, I thought it'd be more like salsa or tango or some shit, but this room was more like a club or a party and people were just having fun. I think I like this way more than I would've like salsa!

They were playing 'King's Dead' and I immediately started dancing. Cadence and I made fools of ourselves, doing our little 'routine' that we always did which seemed to match every song. Caden was practically dry jumping Ken and Gigi and Hudson were dancing together. Bea really did find a girl to twerk on, and Billie danced with Kai, Cora, and Liza who'd gotten here a few minutes ago.

I wondered briefly about what was going on between Billie and Kai. They seem to be getting along now, which is great. Billie isn't threatening her anymore and they actually seem to be having fun together.

I didn't question it for too long, too busy having fun to really worry about it at the moment. I'm just happy that Billie seems to be moving past everything that happened with Kai.

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At around eight we got to the drive-in movie theater, where they happen to be playing 'To All the Boys I've Loved Before'. I'm beyond excited to see it. I've seen it like a hundred times already, but it's just so cute! I could watch it forever.

The party bus is really cool, I'm not gonna lie. The doors can be rotated and act kinda like a truck's bed. We all squeezed onto the couch of one side and rested our feet on the door, getting comfortable so that we could watch the movie whenever it started. I was at the very end of the couch, my arm slung onto the armrest as my side dug into it.

It's cramped as shit but I'm not complaining.

"You can...I know this is a little weird, or whatever, but if you want you can slide onto my lap so that you're not pushed all the way into the side of the couch." Billie whispered to me.

"Oh—No, it's fine. It's okay, thank you, though." I smiled. She nodded and turned to look at the movie again.

I spent about thirty minutes in that awkward ass position, trying to focus on the movie in front of us but completely failing. I was too uncomfortable to enjoy anything, and after a while, I decided to just go ahead and take her up on her offer.

I looked over at her, noticing she was engulfed in the movie, and I hated to bother her, but I needed to change positions or I was going to lose my mind.

I slid into her lap without saying anything and swung my legs over to the side of hers. She wrapped her arms around my waist and rubbed a few circles on it with her thumb, still not saying anything as I got comfortable.

The rest of the movie was really nice.

We all watched in silence, none of us really moving until it was over. I kinda hated that it was done because that meant that we could put the door back up and sit on both couches again which meant there was no reason for me to be on Billie's lap anymore.

When I got off and sat back down next to her, I let out a small breath as I thought about how much I missed touching her.

This is probably not the best way to get over her. Being right beside her, talking to her this whole day—this whole romantic ass day—sitting on her lap...I've gotta do a better job at this whole 'moving on' thing.

The drive to the museum was a short one, and soon we were hopping out of the bus and walking inside. I've only ever been to a museum once in my life, and it wasn't at night, so this is pretty cool.

When I was younger I really loved the Night at the Museum movies, so I'm kinda internally freaking out right now. I'm sure nothings gonna come to life in here, but damn...I wouldn't be unhappy if anything did.

"Ooh, headless thing." Caden clapped as he ran off. I was going to tell him not to run because that's what the sign outside said, but he was gone before I could.

We all walked off into separate areas, and I looked around eagerly trying to figure out what to look at first. Everything looked so cool! I made sure to snap a few pictures of things here and there as I looked.

"Hey, look at those two." Billie grabbed my attention after walking up beside me. I looked at where she was pointing and smiled softly as I saw Cora and Liza leaning up against something they definitely shouldn't have been leaning against, talking. Cora rested a hand on Liza's hip and Liza twisted a strand of Cora's shoulder length hair between her fingers.

"They're too close for comfort," I mumbled. "But I'll allow it."

"I got her a shirt yesterday. It's really fucking ugly. It's got, like, three different colors of pink in it and glitter and frills and...I hate I even had to see it."

"She's gonna love that!" I grinned. "Thanks. I'll pay you back."

"Nah, you know it's good," She shook her head. "Besides, I guess technically Kai paid for it."

"What's up with that? Are you guys friends now?" I questioned excitedly. She shrugged. "I guess. We had a talk and now we're good."

"Well, I'll be damned." I gasped, widening my eyes. "I can't believe that, little miss 'I like to hold grudges.'" I giggled.

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, shut up."

We started walking around the museum, a comfortable silence taking over us as we did. We spent probably fifteen minutes staring at the weirdest shit before she broke the silence again.

"Dahlia, can I tell you something?"

"Yeah. What's up?" I looked at her, tilting my head.

She looked down and let out a small sigh as she began playing with her rings—The first sign that she was nervous.

"I've really had a good time tonight and I...But I just keep thinking about how I don't want to lose you. I mean, like...I like being around you and shit. We have a lot in common. I'm just scared that because we broke up we're not gonna hang out anymore and I really don't want that to happen. I really, really don't want that to happen. I don't know, I guess I just wanted you to know that. I'm sorry if this is weird—"

"Billie," I mumbled softly. "We're not gonna stop hanging out anytime soon. I mean, we've got ten whole seasons of 'Friends' to watch together for Christ sake. We couldn't stop hanging out anytime soon even if we tried." I smirked.

She laughed and nodded. "Right. You're right."

"Always am," I grinned. "Happy Valentine's Day, Eilish."

"Happy Valentine's Day, Doe."

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A/N: PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

FRIENDS IS ICONIC AND PPL ARE ONLY STARTING TO HATE ON IT RECENTLY BC ITS A MASSIVE TREND TO HATE ANYTHING POPULAR. I MEAN I UNDERSTAND NOT EVERYONE WILL LIKE FRIENDS

BUT EVERYONE WAS IN LOVE WITH IT A YEAR OR TWO AGO AND NOW EVERYONE WANTS TO ACT LIKE THEY HATE IT

FUCKKKKKKKK THATTTTTTTT I LOVE SUPPORT STAN AND LIVE FOR F.R.I.E.N.D.S PERIODT

WHY IS THIS STILL IN CAPS

thanks so much for reading.