It's been a few months since I sang for the first time in the X-Factor (I know, I know, drastic time skip D:) and I figure that I should fill you in on what's happened so far.
Okay, so we were appreciated up in da X-Factor hizzle, fashizzle, homies.
Oh, gosh.
Not talking to myself in my head again.
Yep, you're talking to yourself in your head!
Oi, get outta my head!
Okay, you delusional tw--
Hey, hey, hey!
Okay, sorry. I'll leave now.
"--And then Jesse was just stood there and I felt so epic!" Cae grinned.
I instantly feel awful.
"I'm sorry, what? I kinda zoned out a little bit." I giggle softly.
"Don't worry about it. I was just saying about how I completely owned Jesse in the cafeteria."
"Rowland?" he nods, "Damn, he's a bastard. What did you do to him?" I smirk.
"Just stood up to him. He can't get away with bullying me for 4 years that easily."
I raise my eyebrows.
That's so not all he did.
"I also punched him square in the nose."
"Ah, Cae. I taught you well," I wink.
We both laugh until we see Dougie walk over to us.
"Dougie!" I grin, rushing over to greet one of my best friends.
Leaning over, we both kiss each other's cheeks; it's just a thing we do.
Why?
I'm not entirely sure.
"Hey, baby-G." he smiles, his dazzling eyes staring into mine.
"Are you exited? Oh my gosh, yay!" I jump around, earning disturbed glances from other McDonalds customers.
From the corner of my eye, I spot El and Kendall making their way over to my little booth, McFlurries in hand.
"Hello, girlies!" Dougie yells over the chatter of the restaurant.
Is MickeyDee's really a restaurant, though?
Anyway, Dougie continues to answer my question by saying, "I'm not excited. Nu-uh." and once he sees my pouty expression he laughs and says, and I quote, 'Just joking, arse. Course I'm excited. Bitches be cray cray, Bonquisha, hunny.'
And that's how we start a conversation about ghetto stuff.
