Depression Doesn't Mean Self Harm.

A girls party.

So hey guys, I decided to write about the sleepover that they were supposed to have and thought it would've been cute if I just wrote a bit.

It took a while for my parents to give into the whole sleepover thing at the brothers house, Gary and Shawn, but thankfully they ended up saying yes meaning more work must be done before and after the sleepover.

I'm currently dreading going because I've never had a sleepover before unless you count sleeping under the same roof as your parents and brother, yes or no, no okay I guess I'm the only one that hasn't had a sleep over.

Fortunately for this particular sleep over Sarah is not coming. I'm not her biggest fan because I hardly know her and for all I know and care she might be Pmsing, if so I'd pity her when she's pregnant.

I'm currently standing infront of tableside dumping random stuff in my duffel bag to fill it up.

My parents don't really buy me a lot of stuff and when they do I presume they are in a good mood, like one day when my mother had bought me my first ever phone and it was an IPhone.

I thought there was going to be some kind of deal involved but there wasn't, I'm presuming she had great fun with whoever or whatever.

I'm zipping up my bag when I hear my phone ring on top of my bed.

"Hello" I answer into the phone

"Hey, you ready, the girls and I are literally infront of your house" Evelynn answers. How they know where I live, I'll never know.

"Oh okay, I'll just put on a jumper I'll be at the front door in a sec, don't ring the doorbell.

I hung up the phone and quickly checked over my things before swinging the duffel bag around my shoulder and heading downstairs

"Hey guys" I say closing the door gently behind me "Are you sneaking out" Shopa asks chuckling quietly

"Oh I wish, I just don't want my parents to come down and see use"

"And whys that, you embarrassed of us" Exaucee's asks

"No, it's the other way round" I answer.

The conversation changes and we almost ten minutes talking about our crushes

"I don't think he likes me that way"

"What do you mean I bet he thinks your gorgeous" Exaucee reassured Evelynn

"Yeah but he hardly even knows me like we've only talk twice" Evelynn says biting her bottom lip.

We hear laughter behind us and turn to see Shopa laughing

"What's so funny" I ask

"It's nothing" she chuckles

"So Shopa" Evelynn ask

"Yes"

"Do you like anyone, a special guy in your life"

"No, nope, nada"

"Really what about that guy in your French tutor class" Exaucee asks smiling widely

"Eww Nate, he's not my type" she replies

"Then what is your type" I ask

"Well I don't have a type but there's this-" before Shopa can finish what she says we are all tickling and trying to pry this mysterious guy out of her

"Ooo, who is he do we know him" Evelynn asks

Before exaucee can ask something else shopa runs to the front of Shawn and Gary 's house and rings the doorbell. Luckily the brothers parents aren't home so we have the house all to ourselves