thirteen :: mgc

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We both had things to do that day. She had a sleepover at her friends house, so she had to leave around five. But I had to go into town with Luke for some man business.

She stood on the closet and packed a dress for tomorrow and then packed a casual outfit and then topped it off with throwing in some pajamas. She but her laptop on top along with her chargers and her travel makeup bag. She zipped it up and then went to grab a pillow from her side of the bed and a small blanket from the closet in the hallway and set those two things on top of her bag.

"Alright I'm set," She stood up and looked down at her bag as if she was proud of the way she packed it.

"I'll take your stuff out to your car," I said and picked up her things. I did as I said I would and then met her at the front door as I was walking back and she was walking out.

I leaned down to peck her lips twice. "Hope you have a good time," I said, "See you tomorrow.

"You too. Have fun with Luke!" She said as she walked off to her car.

"Alright, I love you!" I waved.

"I love you too, bye," She called back, then blew me a kiss before driving off.

Now all I had to do was wait for Luke to come pick me u-

Luke's car horn went off outside.

I jogged out the front door, locked it, and then ran over to the passenger side of his shiny car.

I climbed in and slammed my door. I didn't even get to buckle my seatbelt before Luke was backing out of the driveway. I quickly buckled it and then watched as Luke finished backing out.

"What's Teagan doing today?" He asked.

"She actually just left for a sleepover at a friends," I explained.

He nodded and then didn't talk to me for the rest of the drive.
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We went out to eat at a sports bar, then we drove around town for like 3 hours, we went out to Luke's house and just did stupid shit, he took me to go laser tagging with him and then we went back to his place to crash.

Who knew two teenage boys could do so much stuff in 6 hours?

Luke and I usually slept in his bed, nothing weird.

I knew if I didn't fall asleep before he did that I would have to endure his loud snoring so I immediately closed my eyes and forced myself to sleep.
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It smelt like fresh pancake batter and cinnamon when I woke up. There's nothing that I love more than that smell. And Teagan.

I scrambled out of bed and sprinted like a cheetah on steroids to the kitchen. Luke was standing at the stove giving me a weird look while pouring some batter into the hot pan.

"I've never seen you this excited for pancakes in my life," He mused, "That's saying a lot."

"They smell delicious," I moaned.

"Is Michael Clifford giving me, Luke Hemmings, a compliment? Since when does he do that?" He smarted off.

"Shut up, bro."

"There's the Michael I know."