I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked over my long blonde hair, looked into my green/blue eyes. Over my tall kinda tan body, the muscles in my legs and stomach, arms and back always seemed to show. Sports have taken over my life, but if the guys at your school were anything like mine. You would understand that they practically drooled over girls like me. I couldn't understand how I was looked at as pretty I mean everyone said it. But I didn't feel it. I had on black Nike Pros and a lose fitting thin crop top from Areo. The top had a skull with feathers that were pink, blue, yellow, etc. Just then my IPhone 6 started going ballistic. I knew right then it was my best friend Brandon. He had made his ringtone totally different from everyone else. He was something alright. I picked up the phone with a
"Hiiiii Brandon"
He replied
"Hey Gabs, so I was wondering..."
Before he even finished his question I knew he was asking to come over.
"Yes, you can come over Brands"
"Good" he said with a chuckle. The line went dead. Oh gawd.
"GABBBBBBBYYYYY!!!" He screamed tackling me onto my bed.
"What the fuck Brandon" was all I said with a laugh of course. He laughed at me and grabbed my wrist looking at the bracelet he had gotten me a year ago. It was a livlokai bracelet, it signified the highs and lows of your life. But Brandon always told me he got me it to show he would be there for the highs and lows of my own life. He had one too. It was our thing.
"Good you're wearing it." He said
"And why wouldn't I be?" I answered
"Kyle." He shot back
"Just because I'm with Kyle doesn't mean I'm putting you second, it's you and me forever...I promise." I stated clearly.
"Gabs, you know I love you right?" He questioned.
"I guess so, where is this going?" I questioned right back.
"Well I just wanted you to know, no other girl is going to change that, you mean the world to me and I want what's best for you, and that's not Kyle." He stated blatantly.
"Brandon..." I started off.
"Gabs, no. Nothing's going to change my mind. Can we change the subject?"
"Why are you on me?" I asked trying to change the subject in any way so that he would feel comfortable.
"Well Gabs, I'm...THE TICKLE MONSTER!!!" He said in a monster voice.
"NOOOO" I squealed. "Puh-lease do-nt do th-isss" I said breathlessly between laughs.
"I already am!" He said quite amused. He stopped quickly, thank Jesus.
"I'm hungry" he stated.
"Let's go eat at ChickfilA." I screamed! I know what you're thinking...basic white girl. But I can't help it.
"And then we can go to Starbucks and the mall and buy shorts that squeeze our ass just right!" He screamed in a girl voice. I stared at him wide eyed with my jaw wide open.
"Oh chill princess,I'm taking you to chickfila." I couldn't help but scream! This was one of the many times you'll find me getting what I want.
•Authors note•
✖️Hey lovelies! Well anyways I wanted to say a few things! This is not edited and it's my first time writing! I also didn't write much due to lack of idea and I didn't want this to "drag"😣 but please please please! If you have any ideas kik me •susan1007• or whatever... you can follow me on IG •susan_ward07•
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