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Figure 8, Blake Carreras house
"Hang on, so your like a pogue now?" Sarah asks me, as she lays on my bed after she gave up helping me pick and outfit for tonight's kegger.
"I wouldn't go as far as saying I'm a pogue, but they're not that bad you know." I reply, digging through my closet. Sarah tilts her head slightly, as if in agreement.
"This kook verse pogue thing is bullshit, and John B is actually very cute but if I shoot my shot it will be frowned upon." Sarah says, sitting up.
"Really S?" I scoff. "I said they weren't that bad, but we're still kooks and I'd rather not get kicked out from this pogue shit." I explain, knowing my mum would kill me if I ever became anything pogue related. She just wanted me to have more opportunities.
"Whatever, pick an outfit for the kegger yet?" Sarah asks with slight attitude and an eye roll.
"Yeah, might just wear this matching set I got from that boutique." I pull out a matching black set, a black mini skirt and a tank top.
"Make sure to pull the tank top up to show your belly button piercing, the gold will make your skin pop." Sarah says standing up and starting to walk out the door.
"Wear are you going S?" I ask, looking away from the outfit, and looking at Sarah confused.
"I left my dress in the car, be right back!" She says and runs downstairs.
As if on cue straight, right after Sarah start going downstairs, my brother, Mason, comes in. "Who's the Barbie?" He ask eyeing Sarah's ass as she walks down the stairs
"She's off limits, that's Sarah, my best friend." I reply, rolling my eyes and start digging through my shoes for some sneakers.
"Who's to say I can't win her over with a little Mason-charm." He smirks and leans on the door frame.
"Me, now get lost before I get mum." I say look up at him and glaring.
"Ok then, don't get your parties in a twist, bunny." He rolls his eye but still had the slight stupid smirk he got from my dad, planted on his face.
"Stop calling me bunny I'm not six anymore." I glare at him even more, with a little sign of 'get out before I kill you' and 'call me that again and cut your balls off'.
"You're 16, what's the difference?" Mason rolls his eyes, then continues "You going to the kegger tonight with Barbie?"
"I am, and, you better not bring Topper or Kelce, I just want a chill night." I stand up in front of him and cross my arms. Then Sarah comes back in, and squishes past my brother who's still leaning on the door frame, she was holding a blue and pink flowy dress.
"Hi." She says with a small smile to my brother, then sits back down on the bed.
I give mason a glare saying 'get out.' He finally leave after giving Sarah his signature smirk and a small wink with a 'hello' nod. "He's cute." Sarah says to me as I close the door. "And my brother, don't even think about it." I reply quickly.
