"What're you doing later?" Calvin asked me, as we were walking home from school.
"Ah, probably binge watching Netflix and eating my feelings."
"So basically what you do everyday?"
I shoved him.
"Shut up."
"Can I come over later?"
I looked at him, raising an eyebrow.
"I mean...sure. Why would you want to?"
"I dunno. Can I not casually hang out with my lady friend?"
I like how he says "lady friend" instead of "girl friend".
"I guess. Knock yourself out, but be warned. My mom may be home and she may force you to eat dinner."
"What's so bad about that?"
"She's not the best cook..."
"Does she cook all the meals?"
"Some of them. I usually do it, I get impatient."
"Indeed you do. You're gonna get fat if you keep eating all that junk food, ya know." he said, while poking my belly fat.
I swatted his hand away, giggling lightly.
If only he knew I was ticklish there...
"Oh, shut it you noob scrub."
"Did you just call me a noob scrub?"
"Yes."
He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, then gave me a sarcastic wink.
"You have the best comebacks."
These are the types of conversations I live for.
Calvin got to my house a little after I got there. My mom answered the door, showering him with kindness. I could hear her from upstairs.
"Oh, Calvin! I haven't seen you in so long! How are you sweetie?"
"I'm doing great, Mrs. Moriko. How are you?"
He's such a suck up around adults...how cute.
My feet patterned down the stairs, trying to save Calvin from a million more questions from my mother.
"Hey Calv."
"Hey ya."
"Can we go upstairs mom? It seems like you've tortured him enough." I said, cracking a smile.
"Oh, alright. You kids have fun." she said, exiting and going into the kitchen.
What does she think we're going to do?
We headed upstairs, and went into my room. We didn't do anything in particular. I worked on my trig homework, while Calvin provided entertainment (as in keeping me company and keeping a good conversation). He laid at the end of my bed, staring at the ceiling. I was sitting up at the top of my bed, legs crossed, with my binder in my lap, pencil in hand.
"I can't believe you called me a noob scrub earlier.." he said, while laughing.
"Why? It's not that big of a deal."
He looked at me for a moment, then looked back up at the ceiling.
"You play too much Minecraft."
"Bite me."
"Where?" He asked, smirking at me from the end of my bed.
"Since when have you gotten so cocky?"
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Novela JuvenilAva is the new girl at Mills High School. No one likes her, and she gets bullied. But, she has an interesting encounter with the popular boy. She doesn't trust him at first, but will she gain his trust, or leave him in the dust? Sorry, I'm bad at su...
