A/N: Baby just got back. I sincerely apologize for the extremely long wait. I also hope I get the inspiration I had for this story back, and make it as amazing as you guys for being so kind to me by having brains that can understand the words I write down from a crazy place called my mind. x
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"What are they doing here?" Charlie instantly raises the question all my friends are silently raising in their heads.
So, the two nickenpoops actually convinced me-no, they forced me. Yes, I am a victim of enforcement. They forced me to invite them to my friends table, using my words , saying they were given my permission.
"Ida invited us of course!" Roman beams, the lies dripping from his annoying mouth as he drops his tray of food next to Prez, who just gives him a nod of acknowledgement. Ryland follows suit nodding at everyone. Justin instantly gets into a heated conversation with Ryland, which consisted of him doing all the speaking whilst Ryland did all the nodding and nervous 'help' glances.
Karma is a bitch.
"They were going to starve me if I didn't come," Raegan pipes in, shoving a fork full of macaroni and cheese then points it at the people around her, "So don't get any ideas thinking I enjoy your company or anything."
The only good these boys did was bring Rae rae along with them. Deciding that it was time I introduced the two imposters and my best friend in progress to my gang, I stand up and casually hit my juice box with the plastic fork.
Everyone looks at me like I'm crazy, "What?" I ask, muttering I fix my chestnut hair away from my face, "It's not my fault we don't have wine glasses and silver forks."
Raegan furrows her eyebrows and slowly whispers, trying to process what I just did, "Still..."
Again. Friendship in progress. Ignoring her heartwarming comment I clear my throat and point my hand at Roman."Here we have Roman," he frigging wiggles his eyebrows whilst his lips pucker up, "and...he's Roman." I finish up not being able to explain his well being.
"Here we have Ryland," he mutters a simple 'sup' and looks at me as if to finish up his introduction. Right. "He's a chatter box. This one."
Raising my voice I lift both of my my hands pointing them at Raegan with an excited look; "And here we have Raegan otherwise known as Rae rae or Rae bae," she herself interjects with one hand shading her forehead and covering half of her face.
"Please stop." She begs. Ignoring her I continue.
"She's a rainbow full of sunshine, she just brightens up my day," I say with no sarcasm whatsoever .
She speaks in a bored tone, her voice muffled by her hand, "Continue, and you may just not see daylight again."
I laugh nervously and quickly reply, "She's joking."
"We have been through this." She replies.
I end the introduction with a fast sentence including my friends, "Then here's Prez, Justin, Charlie, Eli and Darcy."
"I still don't understand why these mutes are sitting here," Darcy says. The word 'mutes' has the triplets raising eyebrows, and Raegan with an amused smile dancing on her lips.
"They're not mutes Dee, they're friends. My friends and I hope you treat them nicely." Darcy wasn't there when I started hanging out with them because she was sick, she is normally my partner in crime.
She shapes her mouth into an 'oh' and turns her pink fluffy long hair to the side the spider bites on her lips pressing against her pale skin, "Oh, but this is me being nice. So we're not your friends?" She asks. Everyone looks up. The gang and the triplets.
"I told you it was a bad idea to come here," Raegan mutters stabbing her food, "But nooo, we must meet and be in Ida's groupie!!" She ends saying with a fake overexcited voice.
"Of course you're my friend, so are they. What happened to the more the merrier?" I defend myself and the triplets.
Dee snorts and stares at Roman and Ryland, mentally judging them with a ghost of a smirk on her face, she looks back at me her folded arms leaning on top of the table and her voice lowered, "You and I both know that they don't belong here." Releasing a breath out of her mouth she picks up her food, ready to leave, "Bye guys. Mutes."
I try to stop her from leaving but someone places a hand on my shoulder, I turn to see a Raegan shaking her head and I nod. Its not worth it.
"She didn't mean that." I say, trying to break the silence. Everyone laughs, even Ryland and he slowly nods with an odd smile on his face, "Whatever makes you happy sweetcheeks."
This raises heads. "Sweet cheeks? Ida? Explain please?" Charlie is already drilling me with questions.
Caught off guard I fiddle with my thumbs and nervously laugh, "You see, haha.. uh me and Raegan-"
"Raegan and I," the devil herself corrects me. I give her a long hard stare as I silently try to tell her with my eyes that she can stick her correction somewhere else.
"Raegan and I were studyin, since we're partners. So I saw these strawberries and well, he walked in on me," I finish with a pout.
"Walked in on you doing what exactly...?" Elijah finally speaks. So he lives.
I narrow my gaze at him and harden my tone, "Eating them, what else?" He shrugs and I almost wanted to punch him. That was uncalled for.
"Why 'sweet cheeks'..?" Charlie presses on, I internally grit my teeth as I slowly start getting annoyed with my friends.
Ryland shrugs and meets my eye, "It fit at that time." His gaze has trapped me in my seat and I can't move. Elijah looks at this small interaction and roughly squeezes the soy sauce on his chicken sushi and chucks it in his mouth trying his best to not wince at the overdose of the sauce. Ryland finally looks away and Justin's relaxed hippy like voice pitches in.
"I have a joke." He declares.
"I thought they were meant to be funny," Raegan implies wearing a taunting grin.
"It will really tickle your insides. Okay. Do you know what happens when we throw the Rock in the ocean? It sinks, right down the Dwayne. "
Our lunch ended with me wobbling near the table in laughter trying to keep my body upright, the boys shaking their heads, Charlie softly bouncing on her seat as she tries to hide her laughter, and Justin being punched by Raegan as he laughed trying to defend himself.
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