"When did you die your hair?"
"Wait, you just noticed that?" I can see it in his head now,my best friend has officially gone shema. Yeah don't ask, I used to know what that meant. Joshua's been saying so much bullshit lately it's hard to tell what anything means.
"Hello? You there Hun?"
"Oh! Yeah sorry josh, I kinda spaced there." Wow I guess I do inner rant a lot.
"I swear you are so oblivious sometimes."He kinda sorta mumbles. I am pretty oblivious though, I gotta hand him that.
"Well anyways, Xander and I are going to this abandoned house near the beach, you and Ashely wanna come too?"
"A sure I'll ask her, just don't go making out in front of us okay. I don't really like watching you two swap spit."
"Kay Hun, I'll try to remember." No matter how hard he tries they always end up doing it anyways.
"So like what's the whole reason we're going anyways?"
"I don't know actually, Xander was the one who thought of the whole thing. It's weird coming from him." It was weird, Xander doesn't really talk to Ashely and me so why would he want us to come? I guess going out with Joshua can change a person. Good thing he's gay cause I like the way I am.
"Schools over in about ten minutes so I'll ask Ashely right now. See you and Xander later Josh!" Okay now all I need to do is find Ashely, ask her, make her say yes, get ready, and leave. Nothing too hard I hope.
*****
"Come on it'll be lot's of fun." I whine.
"No I'm sorry Cassandra, but Xander is not gonna let us leave without doing something horrible today, I just know it. It's either gum in the hair or drenched in paint....he hates us. I'm not going." Ugh! She has a point.
"Fine! I'll just go by myself...all alone, having no one to talk to, lonely, sad..."
"Okay, okay I'll go."
"Yes!" You know how many times I have to do this? Jesus Christ!
"Sooo What should we wear?"
"Something black."
"Ashely everything in our wardrobe is black, at least almost everything is." She gives me that like-I-didn't-know look and starts to ravage through my closet.
"Wait!" She drops everything and looks at me. "Yes?"
"I was gonna wear that."
"Oh, okay here."
Nine thirty six and were ready to go! Great, now how are we getting there?
"MOM?!" This is the last resort, DAMN!
"What the hell do you want?!" God why does she hate me so much?
"We need a ride to the beach!"
"Just walk dammit!"
"What the fuck ma'?! Just drive us!"
"Fine! Are you all ready to go?!"
"Yeah, skinny jeans, band t-shirts, converse and all!" She hates all the clothes I wear....Well I hate her so we're equal.
The ride there wasn't pleasant, she kept talking 'bout how I should marry a rich man and what not. That's what she did...stupid gold digger. I don't blame her my real father would beat me, this guy is way better.
