Chapter 4

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"Peter!! Stop!" I managed to laugh out.

"Say it!" Peter said as he continued to tickle me.

"N-never!" I laughed.

"Well I guess I'll just have to tickle you some more!" He said

"Noo! O-okay haha! I'll say it!" I laughed "Peter is the hottest guy there will ever be!" I finished. Incase you were unaware I'm am extremely ticklish. Peter will sneak attack me at school a little at school and I screech so loud the whole damn school can probably hear me.

"Thank you" he smiled and stopped tickling me.

"You're such a child Peter" and smiled shaking my head at him a little.

"Well isn't that why we're friends?" He grinned.

"No, that's why we're Best Friends Loser" I giggled. Peter leaned over and pushed me off the edge of the bed with a thud.
"Ouch." I screeched as I fell.
"That was rude" I said giving him a glare.

"You called me a loser, so I pushed you off the bed." He smiled proudly.

"That's because you are a loser" I laughed.

"What ever Juls. Hey I'm starving!" He complained.

"Me to actually, let's go make some Zoodales!!" I said a little to excited. (Incase you don't know Zoodales are like little pasta letters in spaghetti sauce that comes in a can😉)

Next Day (Saturday Morning)•

I woke up from my phone ringing. I was getting a phone call. My phone was playing "Car Radio By Twenty One Pilots" which meant Peter was calling me. I reluctantly picked up my phone off of my night stand, un-plugged it and answered it.

"Hello?" I said sounding very sleepy.

"Gooood morning Julia!" Peter yelled into the phone.

"Shhhhh..." I said quietly " stop being so loud. It's like 8 in the morning and it's Saturday." I said to Peter.

"Haha" Peter laughed. "Juls.. It's 12 o'clock." He said laughing at my laziness.

"Oh.. Whatever Peter" I said embarrassed with nothing better than that as a comeback.

"I'm coming over in 10 and I wanna go somewhere today, be ready" he ordered me.

"I can't get ready in 1o minutes!" I complained.

"Let's hope you can, bye!"Peter hung up the phone.

10 minutes?! I jump out of bed to get ready for my day. I look at myself in the mirror and oh my god! I have black under my eyes from my mascara, extremely messy hair, and my bra is hanging out of my shirt. I grab my towel and jump in the shower just to rinse off my morning filth, brush my teeth and run back into my room and look at the time it's already 12:06. I have 4 minutes to get dressed, do my hair, AND do my makeup! Oh lord save me... I dry my hair with my towel which causes it to become a complete mess once again, and I pic my outfit and change. (Btw I chose light blue high wasted shorts with a black crop top that says "In your Dreams" )

"Hi miss Kurt." I hear Peters voice.
"Good afternoon Peter" my mother replies. "Julia's up in her room, she's probably still asleep." She giggles
"Trust me miss Kurt, she's awake" Peter says sure of himself.

My make ups done and I attempt to brush my hair which looks like a naughty mess, and with my luck the brush gets stuck in it. "Ahh!" I screech in pain. "Come on you stupid brush! Come out!" I say to myself yanking at the brush planted firmly in my hair.

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