basic : j.g

3.

After seven agonizing hours of hearing Sam Wilkinson and complain about cleaning the house and just playing around with random stuff, we finally finished. The house was now sparkling clean and I didn't rip off fuckboy #2's head off!

Everyone was now lazily sprawled across the living room feeling accomplished and at the same time, bored as fuck. Nate had left because he needed to babysit his cousin or some shit like that.

"You guys hungry?" Jack asked as he rolled over and stared at Sam, Mal, and I.

The three of us eagerly nodded our heads looking like excited puppies who are finally getting a treat after working hard.

"No shit man, I haven't eaten since twelve and I couldn't even eat happily because of the damn headache."

Sammy got up and stretched as he made his way to the bathroom, probably gonna go text one of his many hoes.

Jack rolled his eyes at Sam and started a conversation with Mallory.

And once again, I was awkwardly laying there as JJ reached over and kissed her.

I looked down at my phone, scrolling through Twitter and re-tweeting some random shit. Doing anything to be distracted by the couple who are having a make out session. Cringing whenever Mal moaned or Jack groaned.
I prayed to Jesus our Lord that Sam would stroll in and make a crude joke about the couple who are sucking each other's face and interrupt them. Just to get me out of this uncomfortable situation.

Right when Mallory and Jack were getting deeper into it, my wishes came true except that Jacks phone was what interrupted them and not Sam.
He stood up and went to the other room while answering his phone.

Mallory blushed hard as she realized I had unpleasantly witnessed their little show. "Oh um sorry about that. I uh, didn't know you were still here."

I cleared my throat and nodded. I just simply replied with an 'It's okay' not knowing what else to say.

"So I was thinking that we should go to a party tomorrow, it's at Mikes place." Mal mentioned as she fixed her hair.

Mike's parties are bomb as fuck.
People get so drunk and sometimes, if the party gets totally out of control, the cops come and we run out of the house so they don't catch us illegally drinking.
It's actually really fun, especially running from the cops because you feel so much adrenaline and it's so amazing to feel free, without a care in the world.

Well fuck, I just sounded like I was reciting a quote from a book or somethin' like that.

"You don't even have to ask, just text me the time. Come over earlier tho."

Mallory grinned and nodded her head. "Of course! I'll bring my stuff and we'll get ready together!"

I smiled and agreed with her.
She is amazing with fashion so I make sure I ask her about my party outfits all the time and tell her to come over so we can get dolled up with each other.

"Aye, where's Johnson?" Sammy asked as he sat down on the couch.

"He got a call and went to the other room." I answered his question as I got up from my spot on the ground and made my way to the kitchen.

"I'm going to go see him. Be right back." Mal said and also got up from the floor.

Opening the door to the fridge, my face scrunched up as I saw a bunch of vegetables, fruits and tofu.
I had forgotten that Mal's parents were strictly vegetarian.

I groaned as I went back to the living room and sat down on one of the other couches, disappointed that there wasn't any good food in the pantry and fridge.