zodiac//afi

0.5

"She kicked you in the balls?" Calum giggled, and I punched his shoulder.

"Ouch, mate. You punch hard." He said, rubbing the forming bruise.

"I think she did good. Feminism and stuff." Michael called from the other side of the room, only to half listening to Calum and I due to his video game craze.

"You're an idiot." I told Michael, and he nodded goofily in agreement.

"Did you buy the necklace back?" Calum asked, and I shook my head.

*
"Back so soon? How can I help you?" The overly peppy lady asked me, and my face flushed in embarrassment.

"The necklace I bought, I'd like to buy it again." I said sheepishly.

"Didn't your girlfriend just come to return it? Is everything okay there?" She asked me, and I shook my head. I was definitely not going to talk about my girl problems with a Kay Jeweler's sales lady.

"She's not my girlfriend. It's a long story." I said, and she nodded, disappearing behind the counter for a few seconds before coming back up.

"I think someone bought it." She told me. How could that happen? I was only gone for ten minutes and someone already bought it?

"No, I need that necklace!" I told her, putting my face in my hands.

"Are you sure everything's okay?" She asked me, and I shook my head.

"Here, talk about it. I'm a girl, I might have advice." She told me. I read her name tag and hesitated for a few moments.

"Okay, Margret. It all started in the 8th grade..."

~
Margret was a lot more supportive than Michael and Calum.

"Mona sounds hot!" Michael called, and Calum grinned like an idiot.

"She's Satan." I whispered just loud enough for Michael to hear.

"I'd hit that!" He said, still staring at the screen. I rolled my eyes but Calum agreed with Michael. I was really the 3rd wheel in the group.

"Hell and chill?" Michael said, and I buried my face in Michael's garage couch, trying not to scream.

"You can't chill in Hell, Michael. It's hot down there, dumbass." Calum shot Michael a glare.

"'Does hell and sweat your ass off' sound better Calum?" Michael snapped.

"You guys are idiots." I said, the couch muffling my voice.

"I'm just correcting you on your inaccurate representation of Hell." Calum said, and Michael snorted.

"Of course you're the one who knows so much about it, it's where your mum's from." Michael said, and Calum squinted his eyes.

"Bite me, Michael Clifford." He challenged.

"I'm too busy biting Mona's-"

"Michael Gordon Clifford!" Calum said, and he giggled.

A/n
I wanted to say something funny but I'm not funny

I hope someone is enjoying this lmao because I hate my writing😂

It's more for humor and I'm not really a humor writer so feedback would be nice

Ily all!
~kay