Harper
Never in my life have I seen Celeste back out of a fight. She deserves it, tweeting shit like that. I have a mixed feeling of nervousness and triumph in me now. I just entered a group chat with Taylor, Shawn, Celeste, Jack J, Jacob Whiteside, and Carter. Even though Carter didn't want to come, it's good to know there is no Bad Blood [copyright of Taylor Swift] between us. Here's how the chat went. Beware, it got a bit...weird.
Taylor: I feel like every person I've met is wierded out by the thought of bagged milk.
Jacob: What the fuck is bagged milk?
It's just milk. In a bag. Get your shit together Jacob.
Shawn: Yeah, you'd open it the same way you open bagged water.
Celeste has entered the group chat
Hey Celeste, have you seen his microsoft yet?͡° ͜ʖ ͡°
Carter: Dafuq?????
Taylor: Ha, you missed it Carter. Celeste was just look at Aaron's Microsoft dick(」ﾟﾛﾟ)｣
Hayes: SHOTS FIRED
Jack J: ANOTHER ONE
Shawn: Does anybody know where Cameron's at?
I'll call him. Peace out
motherfuckers.
Harper left the group chat
"Hey, I'm about to call Cameron now. How many minutes left do we have?" I ask Matt, who is in charge of the GPS.
"We have about 10 minutes left, but if you want to be exact, we have 11.835 minutes." He says, turning around. I call Cameron, and he says that the route he took is stuck in traffic. He might he 20 minutes late if the congestion stays. I turn off my phone and lean my chair back. I pinch myself, just to make sire this is reality.
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Thirty Days In December
FanfictionHarper Wesley was having an average day, until her friend Taylor calls her saying that him and his friends decided to make a Magcon Reunion Tour. Like any normal person would, Harper tags along, not knowing what she's getting herself into. Everythin...
