35 Oxford Street

I Know Where He Is

     My phone suddenly blasted the beautiful sound of my best friend's nocturnal noises. He was making this hilarious, sorta disgusting, rich gurgling-like noise that came after his loud snoring. When your best friend does that, you record it and make it your ringtone. It pisses them off. "Hello? Dre?" I answered the call, smiling like an idiot should.

     "Hailey? Hailey? " A  rushed whisper greeted me on the other line. I felt weird. It sounded cautious and full of warning.

     "Hey yo' lil H! Tell D-man to bring some pizza yo!" Kyle flopped on the beanbag, his beach blonde hair bouncing in the process.

     "Yeah Hailey. I'm dying over here." A small hand tugged my blue Minions shirt from behind. I looked down to the girl's flimsy imitation of a puppy dog face. She looked more like Shrek suffering from constipation.

     Ken raised a finger without averting his eyes from the Rubic's Cube he's been trying to solve for the last 30 minutes. "Ditto on the pizza bit."

     "Seriously Lisa? Didn't you have a burger like 10 minutes ago?" Johanna furrowed her eyebrows as she braided a portion of her brown hair.

     "A girl's gotta eat man. I live for food." The hungry blonde replied, her gray eyes widening.

     Johanna tied her braid and picked another portion of her hair. "Where does all that food go anyway? Do you have some sort of secret food compartment in your stomach that I don't know about?"

     "Chick's thin as a twig. Eesh." Kyle said while picking on his teeth.

     Ken threw the Rubic's Cube over his shoulder, causing its little colorful pieces to break and scatter all over the wooden floor. He ran a hand through his thick wavy blonde hair that he shares with his brother. "Maybe she was raised by elephants."

     Lisa shot Ken an are-you-serious-look which earned her a smug little grin from the guy. Kyle chuckled and rested his elbows on his knees, making his back bulk up and his arm muscles flex against his green V-neck shirt. Unlike his twin, Kyle has more muscle and swag. And ego. Don't forget the ego. "Tell me Lisa babe. Just us two. Do you have like a town . . . living in there?" He gestured to the girl's stomach. "Cause that would be pretty cool."

     Ken leaned back onto his galaxy-themed bean bag. "With long, slimy, wormy townsfolk."

     "Long, slimy, wormy, pinkish, gross townsfolk." Kyle added, pointing at Ken who was right across him.

     Ken rubbed his stomach. "Long, slimy, wormy, pinkish, gross, disgusting townsfolk."

     Lisa scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Do you two have an off button installed? If there is, where do I kick?"

     Ken turned his smug little face at me. "Order 3 more pizzas. She's calmer and more tamed when she's grazing."

     Kyle raised his foot. "Add some sleeping pills too. Just to be sure."

     "So I'm a freaking cow AND I'm suffering from insomnia now?" Lisa exclaimed.

     "An insomniac cow." Johanna interjected while pinning the last of her braids.

     "Don't start with me."

     Johanna held up her hands in surrender, making her bangles clank slightly. "Dang girl."

     I joined in. "So that's 5 pizzas and bottle of sleeping pills?"

     "Add 2 condoms, Hailey." Lisa said.

     Kyle placed a hand over his chest, wearing an exaggerated I'm-touched-face. "For me? Oh you don't have to baby. We can make something work."