I pull out my phone as I walk downstairs and towards the elevator. I go to Me, Chiara, and Elyse's group chat and start to type.
Me: Sorry I didn't come to our sleepover. Sum happened 🙁
🕶👜Bestie💅🏾👸🏾: I bet chu it wasn't as bad as our night bitch 🤪
(Inserted picture of Elyse and Chiara posing in front of a burning house).
Me: What the heck happened!?!?!?😟
💃🏼💄Bestie👅💋: Da stove don caught fire agin girl 👁👄👁
🕶👜Bestie💅🏾👸🏾: At least we got our pizza rolls! 😘🥳😛
I laugh.
Me: Priorities 👏🏼
🕶👜Bestie💅🏾👸🏾: That's right gurl 😩
🕶👜Bestie💅🏾👸🏾: El gonna be staying with us for awhile.
Me: finally. I've been wanting you to stay with us for awhile. Sleepover do over?
💃🏼💄Bestie👅💋: Idk...alright! Get yo pizza rolls, strawberries, whatever de fuck u wan dis party bouts 2 b fire 🔥
I type a series of emojis into the group chat before putting my phone in my back pocket and exiting the elevator.
I breathe in the cool air, still smiling because my besties always seem to put a smile on my face. But then I think about Enzo and the smile slips away.
The women that was there before isn't at the front desk and I hate to do it, but I sigh in relief.
She's really mean.
When I make it outside, it's only sprinkling. I walk over to the bike rack, holding out my tongue as I do so to catch the raindrops on it. Each one feels cold as I close my mouth and swallow them.
I instantly regret it though. This could be dinosaur pee pee for all I know.
I unlock my bike from the rack and climb onto it, pushing off before starting to paddle out of the parking lot.
I don't swivel or bob my head to music this time. I'm sad. I really thought Enzo was my friend. Now he doesn't like me because I look disgusting. I mean, okay yeah, I shouldn't have used his shower without asking in the first place but would he rather me be clean and smell good or stankie and, well, not smell good.
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Althea
RomanceA sweet girl who sees the good in everyone. A grumpy guy who just wants everyone to fuck off. A chocolate milk accident that's brings them together. Secrets. Lies. A dark past. What could possibly go wrong? Or right? Maybe a love story. Or s...