What Are We? - Chris Sturniolo

six

Juliette's POV:

"ugh I'm literally so fucking bored right now" Nick said to us, groaning. "Nick we could literally be jumping out of a plane without a parachute and you would still be bored" Matt said before going back to yelling at me for not being able to solve the clue for the escape room game. I laughed, adding on "I swear to god Nick that's literally your catchphrase at this point". 

"MATTHEW BERNARD STURNIOLO I SWEAR TO GOD LET ME USE THE MOUSE CAN YOU BACK THE FUCK UP" I said, nudging Matt to the side so I could continue playing, which was met with him scoffing and rolling his eyes, mumbling "I would, if you were actually fucking doing anything right now". "just give me a second I'm figuring it out" I said, grinding my teeth out of anger.  

"Nope"

"that's wrong"

"juli that's wrong"

"No that's wrong too"

"OKAY SHUT THE FUCK UP MATT I GOT IT" I said, punching him in the arm. After 14 years of best friendship, being practically inseparable and hanging out whenever we were free, Matt knew exactly how to annoy me and push my buttons. 

"You know what?" I said, slamming the mouse onto the desk, "Let's just go watch something at the movie theatre, I don't want to do this anymore. Matthew has officially annoyed me out of the house".

 "if you weren't so stupid we would have finished it" he said, laughing with Nick.

I charged onto his back, and started messing up his hair, "OKAY FINE I'M SORRY I'M SORY" he pleaded.

 "apology so not accepted" I said, "it's going to take more than a sorry to make up for it" I said, widening my eyes so Matt knew exactly what I meant. 

He groaned. The first time Matt made me cry was in the first grade, when he pushed me and made my ice cream cone fall on the floor. From there on, we made a pact that any of his apologies apology would always consist of  a piggyback ride to my desired destination. it was cruel of a six year old to do, but it was hilarious to see matt charge around at full speed with me on his back. 

"hop on idiot" he said, rolling his eyes all the way to the back of his head. He grabbed my hands and placed them onto his neck, and charged all the way down the stairs and to the kitchen, before abruptly stopping. I hugged him tightly, "best piggyback circa 2009 Matthew Bernard. And apology accepted too". 

As I went to the kitchen counter to grab my wallet, I heard a voice ask "where are you guys going?". it was Chris, of course. I looked at matt sternly, subtly shaking my head, knowing that it wouldn't matter because matt was going to ask him anyways 

"the movies. do you want to come?"

Of course, Chris said yes, to which I tried hiding my annoyance. We headed to the car and went to the theatres, with Chris and Matt in the front seats, and me and Nick at the back. I quickly grabbed the aux, and Nick and I looked at each other, screaming

"ITS ARI TIME" in unison. We laughed, putting on our usual car playlist, only for Chris to cover his ears, pretending to be in pain. Nick smacked him in the arm, "how the fuck could you say that about Ari. She is literally a gift to this earth". I nodded with Nick, only to snarkily say "well obviously he has shitty taste". 

"Hey, I thought we had a pretty good conversation about music the other day" he said, looking at me with furrowed eyebrows. Nick looked at me with widened eyes, nudging me in the arm, to which I said laughed and just hesitantly replied, "please, in your dreams chris", scoffing to hide the fact we totally hit it off the other day from Nick and Matt. 

"you know, I don't really like this music either" Matt started.

 "focus on the driving, mattyboy" Nick said, as I dapped him up,  laughing with him. 

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Writer's NOTES: 

really cute chapter coming up!!!