Rose Ramirez and Lorenzo Martin have known each other since 5th grade. They were each other greatest enemies for the longest time. Until last year, when their paths kept crossing. After having, all the same classes, going to the exact same therapist...
I haven't done much since I got home six hours ago. It's 9:00 now, and I'm just sitting on my bed with Boil, trying to find the motivation to do anything but stay on my phone. I continue to pet Boil while he lies beside me, and I text the new group chat between the four of us. (Me, Tasher, Pope, and JJ) We're just talking about our hobbies. I'm telling them how I'm really into drawing. Tasher says he's into making beats and playing electric guitar. It's really cool to me how he makes beats and plays guitar. Honestly, if I could play any instrument it would be guitar. He says he has an extra one and he self-taught himself. I'm just not 100% sure if he's serious or not.
JJ says he likes to fish, and Pope says he likes to write. We all have one thing in common, though playing video games. Right as I type We all play GTA right yall get on and we can do an invite-only session. I start to get a call from a random number. Usually, I wouldn't answer these, but it's a 415 number, and it doesn't say scam likely so I answer it.
"Hello?" I say. I suddenly hear a familiar deep voice go, "Hello, is this Lorenzo?" I'm getting creeped out now. The voice also sounds familiar though.
"Aye, who the fuck is this?" I ask with anger in my tone. I quickly hear three laughs I recognize. The class clowns.Gianna Arce, Dylan John, and Nathan Daniel. They always fuck around in every class, at least it's entertainment though, so I'll take it.
"Gianna?" I ask.
"Sup fucker," she jokes.
"How the hell did y'all get my number?" I ask laughing.
"We got our ways," Nathan says creepily then hangs up, and I'm left laughing.
. . .
Now we're all playing GTA, and I told them about how I got prank-called. JJ said I should save the number, and we can prank call them sometime. I don't really know about it though. Even though I was laughing about it at the moment, I'm actually worried about how they got my number. The last person who called or texted me that I didn't have my number was Violet. So maybe one of them got my number from her or vice versa. I need to stop stressing about this. Everything is fine.
"Y'all," I say through Facetime while we all quietly play GTA
"Sup," JJ says.
"Isn't it crazy how in like 70 years we might all be dead? Or not even remember each other?"
"Damn. That's deep, like people who we have so much history with, so many memories with, we'll not remember them," Pope says quietly.
"Just think though... ALL those ASSHOLES! We'll have NO memory of them. That's great," JJ says enthusiastically.
I scoff at what he says in a laughing way. Yeah, he got a point but like bruh that's not the point.
"Must you always have to turn a serious conversation into a joke?" I ask.
"mUsT yOu AlWaYs HaVe To A sErIoUs CoNvErSaTiOn InTo A jOkE?" He mocks me then says, "Must you always laugh when I do?"
I suddenly heard Tasher laugh. It sounded like he had just almost spit out a drink of water. It's really not that funny; he has no reason to be laughing that hard.
"Bro, it's not even that funny, you're being dramatic," I say.
"Enzo, don't even lie. You know it was funny," Pope says.
"Okay, I admit it was funny, but for real though why he always gotta make a joke out of a deep or serious conversation?" I ask chuckling.
"I don't know. I feel like I can't let conversations get too serious or too deep before getting sad," he admits.
"JJ, I get why you feel like that, but sometimes it's okay to let those things happen," Tasher says.
"Yeah, you're right."
We continue playing GTA, all night then the next thing I know it's Sunday night, and that's all the four of us have done all weekend.
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So how did you like this chapter? I know it's sorta shorter than most, but I just felt like cutting it kind of short, so I can just write more, and get further in the story. Also, I published a new story called "The Thriller: A Collection Of Short Stories." Someone from here makes a cameo in case you're interested.
