im getting ready for another sleepover
filled with more popcorn
and laughs
and amitola
so im packing up all the courage to tell amitola how i feel
because i have already packed everything else up
"Have fun honey," My mom smiles.
"Thanks," I manage a smile back.
"Hey Ali!" Zuri smirks, poking her head out the car window.
"Oh shit! You scared me Zuri!" I squealed, holding my chest.
"Hurry up, I'm ready to watch the damn movie!" Elena groaned.
"Okay, damn." I chuckled, throwing my bag onto the backseat's floor.
"So how's Amitola?" Zuri asked seriously.
"She wouldn't tell me, we just hugged and stuff." I mutter.
"Okay.." Everything goes silent, until we make it to Amitola's house.
"Thanks for the ride Ma.." Elena smiles.
"Mhm.." Mrs. Cortes hums.
i hold the door open for zuri and elena,
walking behind them,
as we make our way to the basement
"Hi Mrs. Jones" We all plaster a smile.
"Hi girls," She exclaimed, "They're downstairs,"
we open the basement door
seeing three girls jumping on the couch downstairs
"Hey guys!" Amitola squeaked.
"Hey.." I smiled.
don't worry, the next chapter is gonna make reading this worth it, it's just a quick filler
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Life, Not Roses
PoetryAs Alice struggles into 9th grade, she realizes that life is not the beauty caught in movies in films. Her perfect life turned upside down as life crashes down on her family.
