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The last time - Taylor swift (ft. Gary Lightbody)

"And you open your eyes into mine
And everything feels better"

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WHAT IF I JUST DIED? No.. cause then I won't be able to see my friends. I come up with  ways to get out of school tomorrow while laying on my bed.

*ring ring ring!*

I rush downstairs and quickly grab the phone

I lean against the counter, grabbing an apple, "hellooo? This is Marley speaking"

"Hey Marley! It's pony.."

"Oh pony! What's up? Whatcha need?" I ask, leaning against the counter and taking a bite out of my apple, I glance aorund my kitchen and look around, before focusing back on Pony's words.

"So I'm not gonna be at school tomorrow ca-" I hear him get cut off by running and then disgusting sounds of him puking through the phone.  I can hear someone in the background asking if he's alright

Lucky bitch...

"Oh! Damn man I hope you feel better.." I frown and speak into the phone, no idea if he can even hear me. how am I gonna survive at school tomorrow without him?

I just hear throwing up from the other line and someone walk in and help him out, I just stand there awkwardly eating my apple with the phone still close to my ear, but no longer up against it. I didn't really know what to do.

After a minute I hear the phone pick up and he starts speaking again "sorry bout that..." 

"It's fine, are you oka-"

"Pony!! Is that your girlfriend?!" I hear someone from the other line yell.

"No?! Leave me alone!" I hear pony yell back, he then starts talking to me again "sorry uh I'm gonna go... I just wanted to tell you ahead of time that I wouldn't be there"

"Alright... bye pony I hope you feel better!" I end the call and throw out my apple, maybe I should get him something after school? What do sick people usually want...?

I walk back over to the phone and dial Liam's number, once he picks up I tell him my idea

"Hey, man. Pony's sick, wanna go get him stuff afterschool with me?"

"...hell yeah! And we can get slushe-"

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"And then I told her, that this algebra shit dosent matter anyways!" Liam rambles to me, as we walk out of the gas station.

We made a little "health" bag, which is what we're calling it for now, but we made one for pony. It just had ginger ale, crackers, some random candy bars for once he's better, and a deck of cards? We also got him some cigarettes.

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