Friends for-never

Friendships vs dudes

Now there was everyone, joseph, Ally, Pie, Bryan, and cake. Where we last saw them there was a little trouble going on between Ally, Pie, and Amat who goes by joseph now. That is solved now but listen to how.~AngelicPeeta

  Pie

I sat on my bed, my mood soured as I think over the break up between me and Cake. He was just  too immature, he didn't give much thought to my needs, my very active "feelings" down below. I mean, I was a woman for God's sake. Well, a teen, a very short teenager, but the point is that I grew up and eventually stumbled upon the electric feeling I ached for, and him being him, didn't even try to acknowledge it, he just couldn't keep up. And though I may be slight guilt ridden at the break up, I knew it was for the best of it all. He'd see that soon, right? I sigh and glance down at the texts going back and forth between me, Ally and Joseph. It had been awkward for awhile there because of the incident that happened, but we kept it between us three, and like always, we made it work. Bryan and Cake went on unknowing of the going ons that had occurred among us three, though I had a feeling that even if Cake were around enough to catch on and find out, that he wouldn't care much anyways.

  My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of my phone chirping a notification for a text,

It was a text from Ally saying "Pie come meet Joseph. Byran and I are at the café so it wouldn't be so awkward please! Love you!"

I groan out loud as I swing my legs out of bed. Getting up and walking over to the bathroom across the hall, I look into the mirror. I take in my pajama outfit of a tanktop and jogging pants not failing to notice my knotted straggly hair that lies just below the small of my back. My square pink and purple glasses sit perched on my nose, their size downsizing my round dark eyes. I had a routine in the morning that I stuck to out of pure impulse of memory. I pull my hairbrush through my hair first as I debate on washing my face, knowing I probably will but I go ahead and discard the idea of changing. They wont know that I slept in this...I sincerely hoped.

I pull my hair back into a silky pony tail, remembering the comment of my hair to be black girl/white girl, I concluded that it was probably because of the length. They were surprised to find my dark locks real! I swear, the nerve of some people.. people like my friends. It can't be just me who thinks what happened was just plain unbelievable and non too comforting. I feel like I was stuck in my wattpad account, purpleseducti0n but I wasn't. I felt like I was going crazy talking to myself like I was. I gave myself a mental push to get going before Ally got forced to be pleasured by two at once. I shivered at the mere thought of walking on my friends having a threesome, one that my blonde friend had no interest in, at least that's what she always said when given attention from both Joseph and Bryan. That brought my thoughts to how willing Joseph was to having one with me and Ally making me gag to think back to that. It was awful, though not completely, just weird in the most. I never thought of Joseph in a sexual way, and no it wasn't his white color. It was just how it was for me, me and him were friends, that's how I had felt. I think that's how I still feel.  

I shrugged it off as I pop my contacts in scorning myself for wasting ten minutes lost in thought. I slipped into my red vans and then grabbed my golden sweatshirt being sure my blue jogging pants and red tank supported my school colors. I walk into the café eight minutes later and looked around to see and hear two different things. 

I saw an young man looking at me with eyes that could seduce in seconds, ones that made warmth run over my cheeks leaving a tinted red in their trail as his lips turn into a satisfied smirk. But I heard Ally calling over to her to join them at the table. But the guy kept my full attention, his beauty subconsciously bringing me into a trance as I make my way over to my friends.