Max! He knows he's not supposed to be here. My dad says no boys allowed in my house. ESPECIALLY my ROOM. It's weird because you figure if I was popular then that means I can do anything. But all the pictures I've posted with boys in my room are my brothers, cousins, and my dads best friend's son. So yea Max isn't allowed in here. My dad doesn't even know about our friendship!
"Guess who..."
That voice. It's so funny. I sometimes think he's gay but we will never never know.
"Is it the gayest person alive?"
"Ewwww who is that. Uh girl it's totally not me like let's be real. It's definitely Suzy."
Suzy was his alter ego/ his inner white girl.
"Oh hey Suzy."
His voice was regular now.
"It's me Max."
"What happened to Suzy?"
"I ate her..."
"Bye now"
I shut the door. And then locked it. Peace and quiet. Now you are probably wondering who my brothers are. They are both in college but sometimes they come over. And you know. I mean KNOW when they are here.***
It's been like 5 hours since Max came over. I wish I let him stay I'm so bored.
*sigh*
I hear a knock at the door.
"Did I hear you sigh of boredom?"
Max:)
"Yea. Have you been out there the whole time?!"
" Yup. I was waiting for you to come to your senses."
Um ok...
"So what do you want to do?"
Truth or dare.
"I don't know? What about you?"
We ended up playing Marco Polo really quietly. It was not in my pool we played in my room. It was fun but then I realized only with two people Marco Polo in a bedroom isn't the best choice of a game...
"Max this isn't fun..."
"I was about to say the same."
Great now we can finally do something else.
"What about a movie?"
"Which one there's hundreds of them?"
Hmm I really wanted to watch the hunger games. But I was told it was really gory. But I'll give it a shot.
"What about the hunger games?"
"Eww girl. Tsk tsk. Get out I I I can't even right now. Girl it's just eww to gory."
Crap. Maybe Unfriended. That sounds good. Maybe."What about Unfriended?"
"Eww one guy just sticks his hand in a blender and turns it on. He just blends his hand up. So choose a different one!"
Ummmm ok. Which one.
He didn't even let me choose he just blurted something our.
"The maze runner!"
Max is way to loud. I know my dad isn't hear but I want to be quiet in case. Sometimes I can't even.
OMG!!
"Shut up!"
"Oh right sorry..."
"Ok we can watch that."
I push a button and what people thought were window shutters opens by themselves and reveals a 70 inch TV.
"Holy CRAP!!!"
Oh Max...*face palm*
"You didn't know that was there?"
"No..."
"Then why would I have 71 inch shutters so it fits within a 1 inch perimeter."
"I don't know?"
Oh dear..."Well come on get comfy." I said sitting on my beds edge.
My bed is in the middle of my room and my TV right in front of it. Convenient right?
He's standing there with his jaw dropped. I walk over and I close it manually. Sometimes Max is really funny. He makes me chuckle.
#netflix
It's here for what ever reason.
Breakup?
Lonely?
Just because?
A date?
Just plain hanging out with a friend?
Well anyways I turn on The Maze Runner. It was a little scary and when the grivers came out. Max held me close. I didn't get scared because I felt comfortable with him.
When we turn it off I hear the front door open. Then I hear heavy foots steps then my door opens. It's my DAD!
"Kayla why IS THIS BOY IN YOUR ROOOOM!! And why are you both on the COVERS TOGETHER! And why is your TV OUT! What did you guys watch. Did you do something I need to KNOW ABOUT!""No father. This is Max and Max this is my dad..."
"Are you two dating?!"
"Excuse me sir but Kayla and I are just friends and nothing more. If you are blaming anyone blame me because I'm the one who snuck in. And all we watched is the maze runner."
"Kayla is this true?"
"Max doesn't lie not even to me his best friend..."
My dad says ok and calms down and finally leaves.
Max then talks."Did you say I never lie?"
"Yea why...?"
I'm getting suspicious.
"Well then there's something I need to tell you."
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