It's the summer before her senior year and all Emily Garcia wants is enjoy her summer. That's the only thing she wants at the moment.
She doesn't want any harsh memories running through her brain or any worries of her father. All Emily wants is hap...
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~Emily~
"How am I even friends with a person who prefers orange juice over apple juice?" Greyson asks offensively referring to Leo.
"You literally sleep with socks on. You have no right to talk." Leo snaps back to Greyson as he narrows his eyes at him.
"You sleep with socks on too?" Sophia asks Greyson and he nods, "I do. Don't judge me."
"You guys are so weird for sleeping with socks on." I speak up. Who the fuck sleeps with socks on? Weirdos.
"I don't like when my feet are cold during the night." Greyson defends himself as Leo shakes his head.
"That's what the blankets are for. To keep you warm." Lucas informs Greyson and he just rolls his eyes.
"It's not the same thing."
We all agreed to come to the diner to eat breakfast together. As much fun as it is, it's obviously not a hangout of us if there's no stupid argument going on.
I had a dream very similar to this scenario of all of us sitting here at the diner eating. Except that the guys had unicorn horns on their foreheads and Sophia and I had fairy wings. Yeah.
I want a baby goat.
"Can you pass me the syrup?" Lucas asks sitting next to me on the booth. He's a loser because he's in between Leo and I as Sophia and Greyson sit across from us.
Having the middle seat is the absolute worst. Unlucky.
"No." I respond as I pass him the syrup to which he so gracefully takes.
"Thank you for passing the syrup Emily." I lower my voice to mimic his and he looks at me with that famous glare of his.
"You are absolutely welcome Lucas!" I say with a smile looking at him.
We continue eating and talking for a bit until another argument starts. This one being the fact that Leo brought up Greyson eating Sophia's last ice cream sandwich and later spraying us with fucking water guns.
We hold grudges. Sometimes.
"Sophia you are very pretty." Greyson smiles at Sophia as she sends back a glare.
"Still mad at you." She says taking a sip of her strawberry milkshake.
"Greyson you know who else is very pretty?" Leo says a grin forming into his face.
