Clay's POV:
"Can we go?" Drista asked me for like the 5th time. "Yeah we can go the car is open." I told her. At this moment I was pretty annoyed. Drista opened the house door and ran to the car with George. I heard George yell shotgun so I was guessing that he was going to sit next to me.
I got out the house and lo the door. I walked to car and opened door. I sat down and started the car. They both were yelling and screaming at each other cuz they wanted to play their playlists. While they were yelling at each other I connected my phone and started the song. "HEY THATS NOT FAIR!" Drista yelled at me. "My car my rules." I smiled to myself and started to drive to school.
George turns his phone on and goes to twitter I think. He scrolled a bit before starting to giggle a bit. "What's funny?" I asked cuz I wanted to know. He looks at me with the biggest smile ever. "It's nothing!" He giggled again. I stopped at the red light. "Oh yeah?" I stole his phone and looked at it. I laughed so hard. "CLAYYYY GIVE IT BACK!" He laughed while I read more of it. "Why were you reading that George?" I laughed of final time and gave him his phone back. "Thank you for the phone!....just a tweet don't worry!"
"What was it?" Drista asked us. I looked at George and we made eye contact. I forgot I was driving so I broke the eye contact and focused on the road. I felt like I did the wrong thing.
"Uh one of my friends made a tweet about me and...your brother!" He said. I felt like I would laugh again. "What was it about?"she kept asking us.
"I will tell you when we get home!" George told Drista.
I think he will forget about it or he just didn't want to tell her. "Okey works with me." She said calmly. "Pussy" I looked at George again.
"What no?!" He smiled. I felt the urge to flirt with him cuz don't friends do that? "What's wrong..baby?" I felt like I would explode any moment. He looked at me with wide eyes he's cheeks were so pink right now.
I looked back at the road and then mirror. I saw Drista looking at us with wide eyes and her mouth was open. Did I really call him baby?
The rest of the car ride was pretty quiet. We arrived at our school and got out. I saw Karl running towards George. I kinda wanted to stop him, but I didn't want to start problems.
George's POV:
Karl was running towards me. I ran a bit closer and I hugged him. "HI GOGY!!" He screamed. I think he missed me a lot like we haven't seen each other in years.
"Hi Karl!" I said hi back. We let go of the hug and I look at Clay. He looks a bit jealous.
He couldn't be jealous right?
We aren't any thing special right?
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The hard story
Non-FictionIt all started when George was a 17yr old kid who started to go to a different school he didn't have many friends, but at the first day at his new school he made a bunch of friends and kind of a very nice and flirty guy and then after time they got...