"why then, if she's so perfect, do i still wish that it was you?"
sequel to 'diary of a wimpy kid'
in which she travels the world, just to get away from her heart break, and he loves someone else to get away from his.
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lola's point of view april 5th, 2023
"morning, poopy-head!" micky grinned at me as i walked down the stairs. "fuck off," i mumbled, not because i'm mad at him, but because i'm too tired to hold a conversation. "y'know, today is the last time we see each other before you go back to france. you could be a little, uh...nicer." i heard daniel chuckle from the couch, obviously listening in on our encounter.
"oh, please, this little shit-face knows i love him." i grinned, ruffling micky's hair as he stuck his tongue out at me.
last night, we all spent the night at veondre's apartment. it kind of felt like a reunion, but not the awkward kind- it was the much needed, best night ever kind.
"has ve woken up yet?" daniel asked, grabbing the remote and turning on the tv. "yeah," i wrapped my arms around micky's neck from behind and rested my chin on his head, "don't know where the hell she went though. she didn't leave a note or nothin'."
as if on cue, veondre busted through the door, with multiple grocery bags in hand. "well, look who decided to show up." micky teased as he stood up to help her, making me remove my arms from around him. "sorry, sorry, i know i forgot to tell y'all where i was going. you guys just looked so peaceful on the couch, and i knew lola would slap the shit outta me if i tried to wake her ass up" she huffed, slightly out of breath and handing micky some bags to carry.
i shrugged in agreement. she definitely wasn't wrong.
"what'd you get?" daniel asked as he put on his hoodie, which slightly muffled his voice. "hm, come see," veondre hummed with a smile as he walked over.
we all stood around the table and looked at the bags. most of it looked to be normal groceries- that was, until veondre pulled out two small containers from a bag. "face paint?" i raised my eyebrows as she held them out to us, daniel taking one and examining it to make sure he wasn't missing something.
"mhm. blue and red." veondre smirked, making micky snort. "what, do you want me to make you look like a little kitty?" he asked, making me giggle. her smirk immediately dropped.
"no, nigga," she took the blue one back from daniel, "it's for teams, at lazer tag."
she grinned as we all looked at her with concerned faces, not amused in the slightest.
her face dropped yet again. "what?"
"girl, what the hell are you talking about?" i shook my head with raised eyebrows.
