katelynn parlenson was like everyone else at her school, knotted into a clique of her own, the neighborhood kids, jon, ally, micah, and mason. and just like everyone else, she too is shocked to hear that triplets will be coming to their elementary s...
as im waking up i hear my phone ringing. i sigh, it's probably the gc. i sit up in my bed after lying down for at least 4 minutes. i check the time on my phone...5:00 AM. i've got plenty of time before jon comes to pick me up. speaking of which. i check my phone, jon, ally, mason, and micah, my neighborhood friends, are texting in our group chat. i don't feel like checking what they're fighting about. how the hell do they manage to send 102 texts in the span of a minute? i get up from my bed and brush my hair and teeth.
when i walk downstairs i see my brother sitting at the kitchen counter, with his phone in his lap and his head resting on his hand, with his elbow resting on the counter. "what're you doing andrew?" i ask. "nothing. whaddya want for breakfast?" he asks. "anything's fine, just are you good?" i ask him. he doesn't respond, instead he gets out of his chair and goes to the freezer. "eggos good?" he asks, pulling the box from the fridge. i nod and sit down while he puts 2 in the toaster. after a couple of minutes sitting in silence, the eggos pop out of the toaster. i take them out of a toaster with a napkin then walk to the fridge to get syrup.
as i sit down, i notice andrew is still on his phone, scrolling. "andrew." i say, almost in a sharp tone. "sorry." he says, quietly setting his phone down. i pour syrup on my waffles. oh, by the way, that's andrew, my depressed, anxiety-prone older brother. he's supposed to be in college, but mom and dad don't have enough money for him to go, and the only community college is for 21 and up. for some reason. my parents are only 40 years old, and they had andrew before they were married. i check the time for the second time this morning...already 5:30.
i finish my waffles and go upstairs to get dressed, a ransom shirt and some sweatpants. i put on my socks and birkenstocks then walk downstairs to grab my bag. i check my phone...it's already 5:50. that means the majority of my friends have already been picked up. after a couple of seconds, i hear the car horn honking. i get up out of my chair, stuff my phone in my pocket, and hug my brother before walking out. "stay safe." he tells me, and i nod as i open the front door.
i walk up to the ford bronco 2003 and open the back door. mason and ally are laughing in the backseat, while micah is in the front, and jon is listening to frank ocean on the aux. "are we picking up the triplets?" i ask. "yeah," jon replies over his shoulder, skipping to ivy.
i'm katelynn parlenson, and i live in boston, massachusetts, and i have since i was 5. i'm originally from chicago, so i've always lived in some sort of popular city. now to introduce my friends. ally has always been from boston, she's super talkative, and is like the mother or big sister of our group, she always plans everything out for us and has everything that you need in her bag at all times. micah is from somewhere in canada, then to lansing, then to philly,and moved here when he was a two years old, and he's partially deaf, so has to wear a hearing aid. jon's lived here ever since his mom was the principal at this school, so essentially his whole life. he's the most mature in the group and his dad isn't really around much, so his mom is overworked to take care of him, his older sister and brother, and two little brothers. mason's is from texas and moved here in kindergarten, he's super funny and energetic.
we pull up to the triplets' house and see them laughing on their front porch. their mom walks out and tells them something, they nod, say something back, then run up to our car. "chris you forgot your backpack!" i hear matt shouting, as nick opens to door. matt hops in the car, rolling his eyes, and going to the very back of the car. nick walks in while slowly closing the door as chris is rushing to us.
after chris gets in the car and everyone buckles up, jon continues driving, and micah turns ladders by mac miller on the aux. "i love this song!" ally says, yet continues talking. "then why do you have to talk over it?" micah asks, turning around to ally. "because i can." she says boldly, then goes back to her conversation. the rest of us laugh, as micah turns up the song.
we pull up to school and walk to our lockers. im in the same homeroom as most of them, except for ally and jon, who are in honors. i'm in mostly grade-level classes and get an average of a c+, which is good to my standards, but ally or jon would faint if they ever saw that on their report card.
i wave to the two as they walk to their lockers are the other side of the intersection and pull out my airpods. of course i have to sneak music into math class, in order to concentrate. i pull up my playlist and start listening to open arms by sza & travis scott. this has to be one her best songs. at least in my opinion.
"katelynn!" my locker 'friend' yells at me. i hate her so much, it's ava watkins. i wave, but turn back to my locker. "what are you doing today!?" she practically shouts at me. "nothing, probably hanging out with my friend-" i get cut off. "i'm your friend, katelynn!!!" ava belts out. i wish she would just calm the fuck down, it's literally 6 in the morning and she's shouting at the top of her lungs. "sorry, but neighborhood only." i tell her. "but the triplets aren't in your neighborhood!!" she says with...volume. "yeah...well sorry we already planned it." i say, picking up my stuff and going to mrs. halva's class.
of course she follows me. "yeah but like what if i come over? afterwards!?" she asks. "no...sorry, i have to get to homeroom anyways, ava sorry," i say, turning up the volume on my phone to drown her out. "okay! see you best friend!!!" she says. we aren't even close to friends, nor acquaintances.
what if i could say the same thing about my current friends at the same time? and knew it was true?
first and foremost i forgot to introduce andrew (19, he/him, bi)
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secondly, thanks for reading .3. !!! ch. 2 coming out sooooon!!
