THAT LOSER! ( FO - SYDNEY)

[rebecca watson (:]

Gary Markup's son. Braeley. Rebecca used to go out with that dweeb. But she's long forgotton about that drop out. Yes! He was a complete Peter James drop out. His dad owns like fifty "GARYS ICE CREAM." Rebecca's favourite ice cream. Hopefully Braeley wasn't working today or else she would have to go to the shitty ice cream shop. Bleeh, did Rebecca ever think about that boy. He was cool.. Once upon a time.

Braeley was like Superman, at the time Rebecca liked him. When they were going out, about five months ago, Rebecca was thinking they would get married and have little Rebecca and Braeley juniors. Rebecca just wishes she could take that. Well.. After that secret. After Rebecca dumped him; for sleeping with Isabelle Dunphey, he slept with like seventeen other girls. Thats when they all slapped him. All in the same five minutes.

Rebecca walked up to the parlor. She didn't look up to the sign or to the person working there. She knew what she was going to get. Vanilla Bean Supreme. Yummy. "Vanilla Bean Supreme, please. Waffle cone, small." She got that out of the way. She looked up to see that stupid loser Braeley standing there grinning. Uhh. What a tool.

[sydney ! beckett !]

It was fun stalking Rebecca Watson. She was so fun to bug. They were friends. Well, more like sisters. They did just about everything together. Becca looked frustrated for some reason. Ordering her ice cream without looking at that seemingly handsome guy.. Oops. That was Braeley Markup. Eww. Braeley was so disgusting, he tryed to sleep with everyone. Including Sydney. And that wasn't the worst part. He's so creepy, one night after Sydney's parents left the Penthouse of The Barrington Park Hotel, Braeley snuck in and said that it was okay that he was there and he was just crashing there for the night.

The next day of course, Sydney told Becca about that incident and she dumped him. What a total creeper. She had to get the security to get that douche bag out. Sydney smiled at the fact that Becca looked up and seen Braeley Markup grinning at her. Haha, sucker. Sydney ran up to the parlor and bumped Becca. "Hey Becca, ordering some Ice cream?" Sydney stopped and looked at that handsome tool. "Oh, hey, Braeley." She said in a low tone. "Don't you look rather, dashing today." Sydney winked at Braeley who winked back at her in a creepy way.

"Anyways, I'll get a Strawberry Cream Luck, the biggest waffle cone you got!" I guess you could say that Sydney was kind of a pig. She loved eating and she didn't get any fatter, she just stayed with her slim 119 pounds. Braeley handed Sydney her cone first, then she elbowed Becca as Sydney laughed and went to sit down. "CREEPER!" She called loudley back to Braeley. His face went red and she took a big bite of her ice cream cone. Then she ran to the picnik table and waited for Rebecca.

[rebecca watson (:]

A bump came upon Becca. It was Sydney. The cutest gal at Kennedie. She was a popular one, friends with EVERYONE. Even the stuck up bitches and the nobody nerds. That was in the Beckett nature. Then there was Daniel Beckett, Sydney's brother and the hottest guy at Peter James Institute. He was quarterback, of course and another popular one. The Becketts = Popular, cool, rich, amazing. But enough about the Becketts, one second Sydney's bumping Becca then the next shes asking Becca the most obvious question. "Hey Becca, ordering some Ice cream?" Becca nodded as she laughed.

"Oh, hey, Braeley." She said. Becca almost bursted out laughing. "Seven dollars and eighteen cents." Braeley said to Becca. Becca handed Braeley the change, trying not to look at him. "Don't you look rather, dashing today." Sydney said in sarcastic voice. Becca couldn't help but laughing at her. "Anyways, I'll get a Strawberry Cream Luck, the biggest waffle cone you got!" She said. The money on the counter already. Then she elbowed Becca in the arm, trotting away with her ice cream and then yelled. "Creeper" Back to Braeley.

"So. Said Braeley touching Becca's chin. "Wanna go out, again? Y'know, just to show?" "Ew, no! Rebecca slapped his hand away as hard as she could then looked down at her ice cream that he gave her. She thought about putting it down his pants to give that cold effect, but she decided to smudge it in his face. "I like it. He said again. Uh, what will make this guy stop. Then she remembered that bottle of Fresca (©) in her purse. She turned back and started to pour the sticky drink down his black pants. She laughed, looking at his Family Guy (©) boxers.