Friends... And ugh boy talk bleh

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Courtney's P.O.V.

Saturday morning I woke up, from my deep slumber, dreaming of what all went on yesterday. After taking a shower and dressing in my form fitting on top, flowy past my waist on bottom, dress, I apply my makeup, and put on my suede fringe jacket and black leather cowboy boots.
"JUST A SMALL TOWN GIRL! LIVIN' IN A LONLEY WORLD! SHE TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOIN' ANYWHEEEEERE!!" I hear my friend Kelsi's ringtone play
"COURTNEY!! Where are you bro?! We're already at the mall! Get your a** over here, before we leave without you!"
In the back ground, I hear Claire's voice...
"COURTNEY!!!!OHHH
COURTNEYYYYYY!!! WHERE THE H E DOUBLE L, ARE YOU?!!!"
Margaritas voice....
"Hurry the f*** up already, or I'll burn those wretched shoes you bedazzled last month!"
Oh no, not those, not my babies, can you possibly imagine how long those took to make??!!!!!
" Okay! Okay! I'm headed that way! I'm stuck in a traffic jam on Granville, I'll be right there!!" I then hang up, before I can hear them of accusing me of lying about fake traffic. I then run out of the house yelling a quick goodbye to my two very best friends/ dogs, Blue, and Rocky.
"Love you boys!! Be good!!"
I then start the engine, and head towards the mall.
10 minutes later....
"YO! Courtney! Over here!!"
I hear who I assume to be Guatemala yelling. I head over without a second thought and sit down. Guatemala tells me that the rest of the girls are in the bathroom, and we start to talk about some 5SOS song, I think it's called "Good girls".
"Hey Courtney, there's Dalton!"
"Really?! Where?!" I say much too excited and much too quickly.
I turn to where she points when I feel ice being thrown at my face, and a hand going over my eyes.
"I'm Courtney! I'm in loooooove with Dalton O'Riley!!"
I throw a hand over my mouth, wait a second ...that wasn't my voice! A-an-and I most definitely like him!! Arrggg! I mean DONT like him! I most definitely DO NOT like him!
" Oh shut up Margarita!! I do not love him!! I barely even tolerate him!! Plus I'm not the one sucking face with Ashton Hemmingsway!!"
Here's where she ever so childishly crosses her arms over her chest, blushes and pouts, then scares me with a loud stomp to the mall tile.
"DO NOT!!"
" Oh, trust me on this one, you two do."
"DO NOT!!"
"Do tooooooo." I sing.
"DO NO-" Margarita gets interrupted by Lola sticking her hand over Margaritas mouth.
"HAHAHA!! That's what you g-!" I then  get interrupted by Lola's other hand,
"Oh my gosh, stop already, you guys are SO ANNOYING, like just shut u-" this time Lola gets interrupted by me licking her hand.
"EWWWW!! Ya nasty! Bleh!"
We then go on to eat our glorious A&W, Jane is the first to speak up,
"Hey, you guys got quiet." She said.
"So how's Dalty pooh Courtney?"
"I'm sorry, who?"
" Your boyfriend, remember, Dalton?"
" Ughh, were not even friends, and I swear if this persists with all of this boy talk, and you guys assuming things, I'll disown all of you someday. I swear, I will, someday, oh some glorious day. Besides the point, Daltons more of a normal girl type, and we all know, I am not normal, not in any way shape or form."
"Yeah, THATS WHAT SHE SAID I bet you said that last bit to Dalton last night when you ditched us for him."
I gawk at her, and wait a couple of minutes...
"Hey you guys, what's the name of that potato state? Starts with an I or something?
" Iowa, Indiana? No that's not it... What is it?"
"I don't know, I think it starts with an Ida, or something like that.
"IDAHO!!!" They all say in unison
"No, no, no, no, no, thats not it, that's not you guys, that's Margarita "
"HOOOOO!!!!" They all holler. Holler, who am I? Hannah Montana? Ugh.
Kelsi starts singing out of no where,
"DALTON AND COURTNEY SITTING IN A TREE,  K I SS I N G, FIRST CONES LOVE, THEN COMES MARRIAGE, THEN COMES THE BABY IN THE BABY CARRIAGE!!"
Oh gosh this is how I spend my Saturday evening, aren't I in for a treat, if I take any of them to that debate, I'm only taking one, I swear, they'll be the end of me. And so my Saturday continues, with friends, dirty jokes, and boy talk. Bleh.

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