I paced up and down the halls, waiting anxiously for her.
"Yo', wazz up home-dog?"
I smiled when I heard that familiar voice, but I was taken aback from what I heard her say. I quickly walked towards her as she came up the hall-way.
My eyes widened when I saw her. That was not Kacie Perry.
Kacie was wearing a backwards hat labeled "Gangster," a huge gold chain necklace, a black hoodie, and her hair was white. What?
Kacie's eyes fell on me and she grinned, coming up to me.
"Cyle!" she embarced me in a hug, which I quickly pulled away from.
"Uh, Kacie? What is all of this?" I asked, taking a step back.
Her cheeks turned a rose-red. "Oh.." She burst into a laughing fit, a huge smile
I'm just going to leave this here. I'm not going to even finish it. But this is for you, Kacie, and do not take offence to my choice of your outfit. This is what I do when I stay home besides sleep all day. You're welcome.
