It's the night of the party and I have been anxious about it all week.
There's only one thing that's been on my mind these past couple days and that's Brody.
We've been texting for the past couple days and it reminded me how much of a great person he was. It made me miss those days at the frozen yogurt shop more.
Our conversations have been playful and innocent with both of us bantering and making jokes. He constantly uses slang that I don't understand and it's become an ongoing joke that I can't understand what he says.
I've told Annie about this and she told me to, "tell that white boy to stop using AAVE".
Call me complicit but he's too cute for me to stop him.
Anyways.
After school I went straight to Annie's to get ready for tonight.
"You know you're probably gonna see Maisy tonight, it's like inevitable" Annie says while going through her closet figuring out what to wear.
"I'm trying to ignore that" I groan while rolling over on her bed to grab my phone.
I look at the texts Brody and I have been having and can't help but wonder if he thinks about me the way I think about him.
My thoughts are interrupted when Annie snaps me out.
"What do you think of this" Annie asks wearing a new outfit
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"I love it" I say excitedly but my nerves only growing more as it sinks in that the party is in 30 minutes now and I've been on my phone distracting myself too much to even notice.
"You need to help me figure out what I'm gonna wear" I beg Annie, "and I need it to serve cunt".
"You are speaking my language girlfriend" Annie replies enthusiastically.
We cycle through dozens of Annie's clothes until we finally lay on this.
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