eighteen

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*caution: lots of time skips ehhhhh*

The rest of the week zoomed and I soon find myself waking up on Friday to my phone ringing on the counter.

I scramble out of bed, struggling to grasp the glass screen as I read my alarm set for 10am.

I groan and wish I could've slept in longer, but I sigh as I remembered what my mom needed me to do for her today.

I look over and see the sticky note on my counter that reads: pick up laundry @ 11.

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With one last lift, I throw the final bag of laundry into my car that I finally got back because my dad lent it to our neighbors for a week, and I smile to myself.

I quickly check off laundry on my list and look at the next task...which is washing the cars. Meaning mine and Trent's because he is paying me to do so.

I breathe out and start my ignition, as I head home.

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Once I get back home, I quickly change into a large t-shirt I never wear and some workout shorts. Going outside, I park both cars in the driveway and get out all of the supplies I will need to wash the cars.

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After finally washing the two cars, that were hard as hell to wash, might I add, I cleaned up everything and checked the time. 7:00.

"What the hell?" I yelled a bit too loud, thinking why it took so long to wash two, small cars.

Brushing the thought out of my mind, I remembered that the party Luke told me about was starting in a couple hours.

Smiling, I rushed up to my room and texted Luke.

Brooke: yo

He replied almost instantly.

Luke: What's up?

Brooke: tell me when you get there bc i don't want to be alone :/

Luke: K fine.

Brooke: don't k me, that's rude.

Luke: judge because u aint me bitch

Brooke: wait-what the actual hell. who do you think you are?

Brooke: never mind you ho leave me be

I felt buzzing from my phone as I set it down on my counter, but I casually ignored it, knowing that Luke was probably being stupid.

Looking over at my closet, I sighed, not wanting to choose what to wear.

Opening my laptop, I logged onto my video chat, and called Kaycee.

"Hey." I smiled, once her face popped up on my screen.

"That party is in two hours and I am not ready!" Kaycee yelled, and I refrained from laughing at her.

"You're going too! What the hell?" I shouted, widening my eyes.

"I thought I told you!" she yells too loud, and I end up laughing at her poking her eye with her mascara.

"Wow..." I mumble, shaking my head.

"Dude, what are you wearing?" she asks me and I shrug.

"I don't know. That's why I called you. Do you think you're actually my friend?" I laughed, and Kaycee set down her mascara to roll her eyes.

"Fuck you too." she smiles, blowing a kiss to me.

"Help me!" I groan, getting back to my topic, as I fall onto the floor. I hear Kaycee giggle through my computer and I struggle to get back up.

"Okay. Okay. Why not just wear your black dress?"

"My little black dress?"

"Yeah, yeah. Your little black dress."

I AM SORRY I LOVE THE ENDING OF THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH I DIE EVERY TIME. LOL I LOVE YOU GUYS! BYEEE <3

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